The Eyes Tell No Lies (12 page)

Cris
strolled into the kitchen just as
Arie
hung up the phone.

“I have the keys to the storage
,
let’s get out of h
ere so we can find Kylee,” Cris
said as he poured
t
h
e
m a thermos of coffee.
Arie
was waiting in the car for him by the time he
finished
grabb
ing
the coffee.
Cris
jumped into the driver
’s
seat after making sure everything was locked up
, then they
took off toward
Grace
’s storage unit.

It was only lunch
time and he was already anxious to get off work.
He was having a hard time containing his excitement in front of hi
s coworkers and focusing on his
job. He had almost cut off his hand a
few
times as he used the Butcher
’
s meat saw and grinder.

He
both
hated his job and loved it since it was so close to his lairs. It was a far cry
from being an investment banker. Buying and selling products was his life for several
years and he loved it until one of their most valued customers pissed him off. It
was one of those times when he was in the process of stalking his next victim and
darkness was over
taking his mind
. Trying to contain his anger and control the darkness
was difficult
.
Especially w
hen he had a
c
ustomer
who was yelling at him and pointing his finger in his face
while insulting him with words he wouldn’t
dare
to repeat.
S
pit flew from
the customer’s
mouth coating his face. He couldn’t take it anymore so he pushed the client up against
the wall and cho
k
ed him until he passed out. The next day he was fired
,
and
luckily
,
no charges were pressed against him. After
that encounter,
he knew he couldn’t work anywhere that had customers or required great customer care
so he chose the meat plant.

He
clocked out for his hour lunch, grabbed
the
brown paper bag lunch out of the fridge next to the time clock
,
and made his way toward the van. He looked so peaceful, unflustered
,
and composed as he made his way to the van
,
but on the inside
,
he was a mass of electrifying bliss. As he drove he planned the amount of time he
was going to spend with his latest entertainment and what he was going to do to her.
Just thinking about the screams she would make as he tortured her had his eyes closing
in unadulterated ecstasy
, bringing him close to orgasm
.
He was only moments away from reaching heaven
.

****

Kylee woke on a cool metal table
,
unable to
remember how she got there.
Her mind was foggy and her mouth felt like sandpaper, she needed water.
She couldn’t focus, couldn’t
clear the fog from her mind.
Her head pounded without mercy as nausea turned her stomach. The world around her
began to spin as she tried to sit up. Her arm jerk and something tighten around her
wrist causing her to cry out.
S
he tried to lift her right hand to cover her eyes
, when e
verything came rushing back to her
, her mind started to clear
and her memories returned
.

She started thrashing around on the table as she tried to yank free from the restraints.

“It
’
s no use
,
”
a
deep male voice chuckled.

A man in a black mask approached her from the left as he ate a sandwich. She watched
as he leaned over and picked up a scalpel
,
ma
king his way toward
her.

Don’t let him see fear
,
Kylee
thought
as she watched the man as he ran the scalpel down her shirt
,
slicing it down the middle.

Kylee tried to move as he brought the scalpel to her now exposed skin. She felt like
someone just now waking up from a coma and realizing they were on a mortician
'
s table. Instead of a mortician
,
she was on a psychopath
'
s table out in the middle of nowhere. A lot of women in the group counseling for
battered women she went to after leaving her abusive ex-husband
s
aid they saw their lives flash before their eyes as they were being beat within an
inch of their lives. She didn’t see her life flashing before her eyes like them
,
all she saw were her parents
’
, husband, and
Arie’s
smiling faces looking at her.

A spark formed in his eyes and fireworks went off throughout his body as Kylee yelped
as he pushed the scalpel into her skin
while he stroked up and down his cock with his other
. He exploded in orgasmic pleasure
, his semen barely missing her
as
it streamed down the side of table to floor while
she continued to yelp and blood poured from her wound.

“Yes, that’s right
,
keep squirming and yelping
,
it is like music to my ears and body
,
”
h
e said as he pushed the scalpel further into her but not f
a
r enough to cause internal damage.

Kylee had heard of people like this and never thought she would m
e
et one
, let alone
be in their clutches. In one of her psychology classes
,
they learned about sociopaths who could only and did get off on harming others.
Whether it
was
by hearing a person scream, drawing blood, or inflicting pain on them.

I cannot react to anything he does no matter how painful it is or how much I want
to scream and try to get away
,
Kylee thought as her kidnapper
’s
watch began to beep.

“Well it looks like our
time is up for now. I am looking forward to spending more time with you after work
,
”
the deranged
man
said as he
tucked himself back in
to
his pants,
turned around
,
grabbed a cloth
,
and poured chloroform onto it.

Kylee began to thrash as he approached her with the towel extended in his hands.
He grabbed her by the hair to hold her head steady as he covered her mouth with the
chloroform
-
fi
l
led towel. Within seconds her thrashing
ceased,
her body went limp
,
and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

The man
walked out
of
the room with a huge smile on his face and whistled an upbeat tune the whole way to
work.

****

Cris
and
Arie
stood in front of the bulletin boards with
Grace
’s notes on them
, s
canning over them
,
looking for anything that jumped out at them
,
as they sipped their coffee.

Arie
picked up the thumbtacks and began placi
ng blue ones over the abduction
sit
e
s, red ones where the bodies were dumped, and green ones where
Grace
thought the kidnapper was taking his victims. As
Arie
looked at the board
,
she noticed a lot of the places
the kidnapper was taking his victims were abandoned secluded building
s
and homes.

She
also
noticed there was at least two abandoned building
s
forty-five minutes to an hour away from each abduction.
She quickly picked up a blue thumbtack and placed it w
h
ere Kylee was ab
ducted and placed yellow ones w
here ever there was an abandoned build
ing
thirty
minutes
to an hour away from the abduction sight. As she looked closely
,
she noticed there was already a dot on the board close to where Kylee was abducted.
She pulled out her phone and typed the address
into it
.

Cris
leaned over to get a peek at her phone when he heard her gasp. He could see a photo
of a van in front of a cabin surrounded by trees look
ing
an awful lot like the van the witness described. Without having to say a word to
each other
,
he headed the car in
to the
direction of the
cabin
. They were both going over
in their heads
the possibilities of what they were going to find when they got there.

Arie
was trying to prepare herself for any and everything that she could possibly see.
It was hard not knowing whether or not Kylee was dead
,
she knew he usually kept his victims alive for two weeks but with Kylee
,
she just didn’t know. Ever since
Kylee left her ex, Lazarus, who everyone called Level, s
he didn’t hold back from
anyone,
no matter who they were. Kylee had a sharp tongue
and wasn’t afraid to let loo
se any more.

Arie
found herself on edge just
like the night Kylee
had left Level
. That was one of the worst days of her life
, not knowing whether Level
had killed Kylee or she had escap
ed like they talked about. Level
had sho
wed up at her house and the Craig
s
’ looking for Kylee that night. He had sounded possessed and it scared
Arie
. It was the longest two days of her life until
Arie’s
father finally found
Kylee
in a woman’s shelter a few hours from their city. Needless to say
,
Arie’s
father was pissed at Kylee and
Arie
for not telling him about the abuse she was going through. A
fter finding Kylee, he found Level,
no one knew
what he had said or did to Level
wh
en he found him. All they knew was Level
gave Kylee a quick divorce and no one had seen him around since.

Arie
was so caught up in
her thoughts she didn’t hear Cris
talking to the
c
aptain on their way to the cabin. She quickly snapped ou
t her thoughts when she felt Cris
stop the car quickly. It was time for her to focus and get Kylee back alive. There
was no time to dred
ge
up the past when she was about to go head to head with a serial killer.

“We’re here
,
no matter wh
at happens, stay behind me,” Cris
said as he turned off the lights to the car as they got closer to the cabin.

“How did you know ho
w to get here?” Arie asked since she
was suppose to be giving him the directions to get here.

“I realized this was my famil
y’
s cabin when I looked at the add
ress again. I didn’t recognize
it when you showed me since my family hadn’t been here for over ten years.
Grace
was the only one who came up here and that was j
ust to check on the cabin,” Cris
said as he slowed the car down to a stop.

“Do you think she stumbled on the killer here and that was why she was killed?”
Arie
asked.

“That could be possible
,
especially since she was only fo
und a few miles from here,” Cris
said as he shut off the car.

Cris
and
Arie
both slid out the car and quietly shu
t their doors as not to make too
much noise and draw attention to themselves.
He
pushed
Arie
behind him as they
walked
closer to the cabin. As they approached the cabin
,
they notic
ed the front door was cracked a little. Cris
gave
Arie
a hand signal letting her know he was going to go in first and make sure it was clear
before she was to follow him.

Cris
slid on his gloves
,
took his gun from his holster
,
and extended it in front of him as he walked up the steps. He slowly pushed the
door open and made his way into the cabin.
Arie walked in behind him when Cris
cleared the first floor of the cabin. She stayed behind him with her gun drawn
,
covering his back
,
as they made their way to the basement.
The
only room in the cabin
he
hadn't
already clear
ed
.
Arie
was hoping Kylee was behind the basement door as they approached it.

Cris
noticed the door leading into the basement had additional locks added to it since
he had last been there.
A
s he examined the locks more closely
,
he
realized the lock only locked and unlocked from the outside. A slight chill ran
down
Cris’s and Arie’s spines as he
cautiously pushed the door open.

The inside of the room in the basement looked as though it was an examination room
just waiting for a patient for surgery
to enter
. The room was filled with medical instruments and an exam table. There was
a
table
,
which looked like the ones the morgue used for
dead
bodies
, except
this table had restrains welded into the side of it.

Arie
noticed something spark
ling when the light
from the moon sh
one
through. When she bent to examine the sparkling object
,
she realized it was Kylee’s ring.

“Cris,
Kylee was here,”
Arie
said as she continued to look at the ring.

“How do you k
now she was here?” Cris
asked as he continued to look around the room.

“This is the ring Kylee’s mother and father
had given
her for her sixteenth birthday
,
”
Arie
answered.

“Did you touch it?” Cris
asked
as he walked toward
Arie
and the ring.

“No!”

“Good
,
I am going to get the
c
aptain to send the crime scene manager out and only him. He is very methodical and
if there is anything here to find
,
he will. Let’s get out of here so we w
on’t
mess
anything else up for him,” Cris
said as he reached for his phone.

They
made their way back to the front of the house where they waited on the porch for
the crime scene manager. Both of them were consumed with their own thoughts while
they silently waited.

Cris
was wondering whether or not
Grace
was killed here and if so why. He felt like he was so close yet far from finding
Grace
’s killer. It was hard standing there knowing somewhere around here his sis
ter may have taken her
final breath.

Arie
felt as though she had let Kylee down.
If she had just got
ten
there sooner
, maybe
Kylee
wo
uld have been found by now.

Cris
and
Arie
silently approached Mike
, the crime scene
manager
,
when he pulled up thirty minutes later. They briefed him on why he was there as
he suited up. He began to ask them questions about the scene as he got his tools
out of the trunk of his car. Like d
id they smell, hear, or see anything when they first arrived. Was there any windows
open when they walked in? How did they get into the house? Did they touch anything
while they were in there?

Mike told them to stay outside while he examined the house and collected the evidence.
He grabbed his portable radio and made his way to the house. He found he was more
relaxed and spotted more evidence when he listened to Jazz.

As Mike walked into the house
,
one of the ghosts Arie
saw regularly
was
pointing toward the woods. “Cris,
I think we should check the woods.”

“Okay
,
let me just grab the flashlights out of the car and we can go
,
”
Cris
said
,
want
ing
to check the woods as well.

After
Cris
handed
Arie
one of the flashlights
,
they
walked next to each other as they
made their way into the woods. They noticed something or someone moving in the shadows
and heard a rustling noise,
as they
walke
d
deeper into the woods
. Cris
stopped in his tracks and grabbed
Arie’s
arm to halt her from moving further. He put his index finger to his lips as he turned
to her and pointed to where he saw a human shadow moving at a quick pace. They both
pulled out their guns and went after wh
oever it was in the woods as Cris
yelled out
,
“Police st
—
”

A bullet whizzed
between Cris and Arie before Cris
could finish his sentence.
Cris
fired back at the shadow figure as he headed after him. He couldn’t let the man
get away
,
he knew it was the Daytime Killer
,
otherwise
wh
y would someone fire and run away from the police in the wo
ods? The shadowy figure zigzagged
left and right through the trees and bushes making it hard for them to follow him.

Arie
took out the flashlight and tracked the figure
’
s move
ment
s through the trees as they gave chase.

Cris’s
heart pounded and adrenaline rushed thr
ough him as he chased after this person.
This man killed all those women
,
including his sister
,
and he had Kylee. He knew he had to catch him no matter what.
He
ducked and pulled
Arie
down with him as the killer turned aroun
d and fired at them. Before Cris
could get up
,
Arie
was up and firing her own rounds at the killer.

She quickly gave chase
,
not caring about the danger
of
chasing a killer. The only thing on her mind was finding Kylee and rescuing her.

Fog rolled in out of nowhere as they continued their chase
,
making it harder for them to see.
Arie
paused l
ong enough to turn on the flash
light again so they could see in front of them. It was still hard to see through
the fog even with the flashlight on since the fog had rolled in and covered the extra
light from the moon.
She quickly realized Cris
was nowhere around her when she looked back up.