There was a knock on the bathroom door. As I opened it what's her name was the one on the other end. I smiled, "Well if it isn't my kidnapper. What brings you here?" She apologized for her mistake and explained that she had found the guy. I said that I will investigate the guy to see if he has any weak spots or not. That would make kidnapping him easier. She wants in on the revenge. I told her that I will only allow her to join in if she implements the punishment on my terms so she won't get busted. I said that I will get him and call her. She gave me her address and left. I called Tanya and had her check to see if this girl is an acolyte of Apple. Turns out she wasn't. I send what details I had. She confirmed that he does some suspicious activities at odd hours of the day and night. So a plan was set in motion.
The guy in question was a business man and a renounced snob. So his disappearance shouldn't be a problem. He orchestrated many gentleman parties where women who have no one to fend for themselves are summoned and these men do horrible things to these helpless women. The age varies for each party. Tanya found the video all because one moron forgot to hand over his phone before the festivities. The image was enough to make my stomach turn. So we made plans to get this guy and his goonies. Saving what's his name for last.
What's her name lived in a seedy motel. The place had cockroaches crawling around and in groups. Rats were seen every few feet. I knocked on the door and introduced myself and she opened the door and I told her to come with me. We got in my car and told her my plan. She wanted in so we drove to the first location. It was a high rise under construction by the bay. Tanya assured me that there are no cameras whatsoever. So we hopped off and she introduced herself, "My name is Melanie. I was a waitress not far from here. One night after a shift I was walking home when a van came out of nowhere and dragged me. These people claim to be the good but they are the filth of society"
The more she talked the more anchored I was and the harder it was to access soft serve. If I have any hope to escape suspicion then soft serve is necessary. So I told her to shut up in case there is an eavesdropper. She immediately shut up and followed my lead. I gave her a pat down and made sure she wasn't recording because if it gets out then she is not going to get a peaceful life. She said that she left her recorder in her room. I gave her a pair of gloves. She put them on and I put on mine. The guy was strapped to a wheel spinning lazily and he was blindfolded too. The guy seemed to think he was going to have the thrill of a lifetime. Boy was he mistaken. I removed the blindfold and grinned. He asked me my name. I replied, "Mistress Pain. Do you recognize my assistant?" He shook his head. I replied, "Don't worry you will in mere moments. We will refresh your memory."
I opened my knife and pulled one out. I gave her one and asked to chuck it. She didn't know so I gave a crash course. The man thought the knives were retractable so he wasn't worried. I threw and clipped his earlobe. Then he realized that the knives weren't fake. He started cursing. I held her hand and guided her to throw them. Finally his voice was annoying that I used his tie to gag him. After a few misses she finally got the hang of it. Then I stopped her to ask a few questions and made his remember how he had abused her. After he gave her a pathetic apology I asked her if I could deliver the killing blow. She stepped aside and I flipped the knife before flinging it. The knife pierced his chest and he died. But to be sure of his demise I shoved a knife under his chin and it popped out of the skull. I pulled the knives and placed a greeting card on his jacket. The small rectangular hard paper embossed with thorns had a single sentence, 'One down how many to go'
I dropped her off and I told her to get a better place to stay and work from home and try to be as quiet as possible. She said that she will move by the end of tomorrow. I told her that I will contact her in a few days after I have the next one. She had better lay low or go to a support group and start forgiving herself. She said that she will follow the rules and promised to keep my identity a secret. As she left I saw the motel owner was snooping. When he came over I flashed my badge and he ran back to his booth or office or whatever he calls it. As for me I took a deep breath and tried to picture soft serve. She blinked in and out vision. It was like staring at a bust old television. Parts of her body were wavy going sideways. Her voice was distorted. And she disappeared from my field of vision. I felt a wave of frustration but I didn't let that deter me. It took great will power to drag her out of the depths of my mind.
The next day I came to the office and found out the baby brother of the chief of police was killed in a construction site. Oh great my victim is going to be the reason a noose will wrap around my neck. We reach the crime scene and the chief was fuming. The woman is usually the epitomy of calm but today she is raging bull. She had lost her family and she was out for blood. I really need to come up with something and soon. The chief had us comb thirty blocks for any sort of evidence. We found eight Glocks, 5 Sigs and a shotgun but nothing that remotely resembles his injuries. She jumped in the M.E.'s van to accompany him to the autopsy table. Pictures were taken of his stab wounds with rulers to accurately measure the injury sustained. Then a thick liquid was injected into his wounds. The thing took an hour to dry. The. They were pulled out and the Medical Examiner gave his hypothesis. Then the man was cut open and his organs weighed. The chief was crying the entire time. My phone buzzed and I stepped out for air. Tanya said that she sent another card to replace the one taken by forensics. It was outside with my pizza delivery. So I collected the card and snuck into forensics. The others were busy with rope looking for any sort of DNA from the killer. I simply replaced the plastic bag with the card with mine and walked out quietly.
By lunch Van Pelt came and said that there has been a break in the case. I walked down the hall to her office and there is the chief watching a video of her baby brother and a few others doing horrible things to a woman. Apparently the card had a QR code on the other side when scanned displays this debauchery. Unfortunately the woman's face is unrecognizable. The woman wore a mask so no one can tell her face and the room was lit in such a way that it only showed more of the men and less of the woman. The video was double checked by computer forensics to make sure it wasn't a deep fake before it was sent to the chief's office computer. The chief looked sick to her stomach. She ordered that the men in the video be brought in for questioning. I called Tanya and thanked her for her quick wit. She said no problem and she is already ordering a sniper to take out the men when they show up for questioning. I said that I will make an excuse and get the heck out. But give me a warning so I can get out ahead of time. Tanya said and I kept my phone on silent and vibrate. I called mom and told her to call me in about twenty minutes because right now as much as I miss her I have my hands full. The sound of her is like medicine to me. She delightfully said yes and hung up. I looked out the window and saw the patrol cars zooming off to catch these perverts.