Chapter 2
"Exc-" This was a weird question to ask.
"How many more bodies do I need to hide before you stop." Shit! How does he know. "This is number Eighty right?" He said before taking another sip.
"Seventy-two." I replied with disappointment.
"Theres the confession. You're not to good at this." He said with a slight chuckle, now I was mad.
"Yea well, I was doing fine till now."
"Because I've been covering up your shit Jordin. How do you think you havent been caught till now?" He said as he stared me down.
"How long have you known."
"Since number 15." He said dryly then took a sip of his beer. "I found out pretty much after making detective." I was disappointed to hear his voice in such a sour mood, yet so proud of him. Of what he made of himself.
"Why did you protect me?" I asked genuinely interested.
"Because a sick part of me still loves you. Its actually a bit ironic and cliche. Detective finds out the woman he loves is a serial killer." He tapped the bar twice then got up my heartbeat slowing to a crawl dreading the next words out of his mouth. "This is the last time you understand. I'll clean this one up, make sure you're out of the clear. But it ends here. Next time I'll arrest you." He left after that and my heart felt like it was broken, truly never to be fixed.
3
I shouldn't have given her that chance. I am a good cop, I am a good man and I should've taken her in. Why couldn't I?
Because I am a stupid idiot in love with her.
I got to admit it though, for twenty nine she still looks like she's 20. Life sure has been kind to her.
I drove back to the precinct and began my initial findings. Jordin stabbed the kid with a solid blow, and given the autopsy report, that wasnt the only blow she gave him. He bled out fast too, dead within a matter of seconds. So how to fudge this?
Canvas of local street cameras didnt show her face, and from behind on an black and white camera well says she looks five foot one, and have brunette hair. I'll also pull up my shit talking buddies in the area and tell them to say they saw a brunette.ย As far as bodily fluids she isnt in the system, but that the medical examiner did find sylvia on the penis. I need to contaminate that sample. I look around the station it's almost empty, and at ten at night the only person at the medical examiner's office should be the assistant. Time to take a trip to see my favorite nerdy assistant. I should use the strong cologne she loves that stuff.
By about ten forty five I pulled up to the M.E's office. I showed my badge to the security guard and went to the back and down the stairs. Sure enough hard rock was playing and Marissa was dancing. I leaned against the door waiting for her to notice me when she didnt I decided to play her favorite game. I slowly and softlyย closed the door to the room, then locked it, I then closed the blinds.
I couldnt help but admire Marissas beauty shes a skinny white girl with a bubble butt. The way she has the right side of her hair shaved with a blue streak in it makes her look dangerously cute. As I sneak up on her I notice her outfit is a bit out of the usual. She isnt wearing any panties and with Jean's that cause half her ass to hang out she is just screaming 'fuck me!'.
With a swift move I grabbed her from behind pulling her close with my left hand as I use my right to strangle her throat. I then whisper in her ear with menace "If you scream I'll kill you." Immediately Marissa began to purr as she runs her ass against my hardening cock.