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"You want to follow Catherine to a place where a serial killer might be?" JT asked his eyes tuned into slits.
"Is that what the case is about? A serial killer?" She looked at me. I nodded and told her how the girl was kidnapped from a club. I had forgotten Catherine didn't fill her in on the case when she had asked the first time. "Well what are we waiting for lets go!" She slipped a jean jacket, that was hanging over the back of her leather chair, over her shoulders.
"There is something seriously wrong with you." JT stated. "We aren't dealing with some common criminal. Serial killers are on their own level of crazy."
"Exactly!" Mouse said. "We need to follow her to make sure everything is okay. What if, this guy whoever he is, is just waiting for the cops to show up. If he his a serial killer and he has been doing this for a while he thinks he is smarter than the cops. I saw it on killer documentaries and 60 minutes. These guys have big egos."
"Serial killers aren't the only people with big egos." JT said loud enough for Mouse to hear.
Mouse ignored the comment and turned towards me, "So, we going?"
I nodded and turned for the door. "We are not police officers. We have no right even being in the same area as this killer. And must I emphases a serial killer!"
We had made it to the exit and I turned to face JT. "I need to know she is ok JT." I said. Something had grabbed my heart and had started to squeeze. "I. Have. To. Know." After staring at each other for a moment JT nodded. "Ok, I get it. I really do but there is no reason for me to go."
"Wow." I turned to see Mouse putting on blue flats. "So just like your hacking skills, your courage falls short too." She stood up and had her hands on her hips waiting for a reply. JT looked at me and then marched out the door with purpose. Mouse turned and winked at me.
Moments later Me, Mouse and JT were in the elevator headed to the underground parking lot. JT had his arms crossed and didn't look happy. Mouse was playing with the flat screen which now had a grid of the city and a dot that most likely showed Catherine's location.
The doors slid open and Mouse was the first one out after sticking the flat screen in her oversized purse. She also retrieved a set of car keys and a plastic card at the same time. In the back of the lot was a gated off section which housed about ten cars all in pristine condition. She swiped the card and the gate slid open. "Don't tell me that these are all yours'!" JT said in disbelief.
Mouse laughed. "Don't be ridiculous. Only two of them belong to me. The Audi A8 and Ruby." She said. There was a black Audi and next to it was a red muscle car.
"That's a 1968 Camaro SS." JT's eyes were wide.
"Yup, but I think in order to stay incognito we should take the Audi." She said motioning to the black car.
Moments later me and JT realized that it probably wasn't the best idea to let Mouse drive the car.
"Forget about the killer. We are going to die in a car accident at this rate." JT said holding on tight to his seat belt.
"I'll have you know, I have never gotten into a wreck." Mouse said as she made a sharp turn. JT looked down at the flat screen that was laying on middle council.
"Hey, there's a pop up box that just came on." He held it up for me to see in the back seat.
"That means that we are close enough to the pin that we can activate the camera. Go head and press it."
JT did as Mouse said and the screen started to focus. A feed came on the screen showing the inside of a car. I came closer to the screen. "Does it have sound?" I asked.
"No. Sorry I've been working on it but the only way I can do it is if I hook a mic into a second rose. It's a work in progress." She said blowing out a lung full of air. "Can you guys turn it back? I have to see where they are going." JT tapped the screen and in no time the tracking dot was visible again.
Mouse had come to a stop in a suburban neighborhood. "Why are we stopping here?" I asked slightly frustrated.
"Whoa!" Mouse said putting up her hand. "Cool the jets Bruce. We stopped because the cops are two streets down on the other side of this house. I wasn't going to park on the same street as them." I let my shoulders relax fractionally.
"Bruce?" JT asked confused.
I was about to answer when Mouse simply said, "He reminds me of the Hulk."
JT thought about it as Mouse geared up the flat screen. She held it up between us all as the screen came to life with the image of cops in raid gear and the front door to a house. Everything in the car became really quiet and tense. My urge to push my way out of the car and to Catherine's side was so strong. Almost like a magnet. But in a flash of moments the door was being kicked in by one of the well armored cops and they were making their way room by room.
Catherine and a couple of other officers had decided to take the basement after all the first level rooms were cleared. Like any other basement it was dark until someone turned on a light. There were knifes hanging from the wall which would have been bad enough but a few of them were stained with blood. JT grabbed the other side of the flat screen to pull it more center. Since Mouse had started to pull the screen absent-mindedly towards her.
This was in no way a good sign. The camera made a quick movement which made the picture blur. We were all holding our breaths until the camera came into focus once again. One of the armored cops had a fridge door open and inside was the most horrific thing I had ever seen. A severed human arm and a human skull with just pieces of flesh hanging on to the bone.
Suddenly the camera blurred again and I could only image that Catherine had turned away from the horrible sight. Suddenly without any warning the driver side door opened and Mouse was out of the car. She had started to cough and I was sure she was going to be sick. I looked away to give her as much space as I could. JT's hands trembled as he held the flat screen that showed Catherine climbing the steps of the basement. Another cop had met her at the top of the stairs and started to talk with her.
"Do you think that was the girl?" JT asked his voice rough with some unnamed emotion.
"I sure hope not." I said unable to think of any thing else to say. As I looked at the screen I noted the faces of the officers all looked shocked and disappointed. They had been too late to find the killer. Mouse had climbed back in the car and was paler than anyone I had ever seen. Maybe even paler than a corps. "You ok?"
She did a half nod, half shrug. "How are things going?" she asked more I felt to stop her self from throwing up again.
"It doesn't look like they caught the killer." JT said.
"And the girl?" Mouse asked in the smallest voice.
"We don't know." I said softly looking at her.
Suddenly my phone had gone off to let me know I had received a text message. And made JT and Mouse jump at the same time.
Catherine: Killer got away. Have to stay and analyze the crime scene. Will be a while.
Me: The girl? Is she safe?
I saw in the flat screen as she hesitantly typed the next message into the phone.
Catherine: Not sure. We found body parts and we just aren't sure.
Me: Are you ok?
Catherine: Yes. Do you think Mouse can drive you guys back or do you think JT will lose it?
She was dodging her feelings on the issue but I couldn't really talk about it while she was at an active crime scene.
Me: I think it will be fine. Take care of yourself.
When I looked up at Mouse she was looking out the window at nothing in particular. Her eyes were unfocused and she was rubbing at her wrists. It was the first time I had noticed that they were bruised, from last nights incident. All this must have hit to close to home for her. Made her realize she was just one step away from being the one found dead by the cops. I gently put my hand on her shoulder and she turned around as if she had forgotten there were two more people in the car with her.
"Do you mind giving us a lift home?" I asked softly.
Mouse shook her head and then turned to JT. "JT, do you mind driving? I don't feel up to it."
And for the first time since they had met JT simply nodded and stepped out of the passenger door.