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Surprise (Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer)

This month I’m taking part in the A-Z Challenge! Which means I’ll be writing 26 posts (on set days through the month) each one corresponding to a letter of the alphabet. Today is day 19, which means letter S.

My theme for the month is: Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer. Each post will be a new chapter in the story – I’m really excited to finally get this novel idea out of my head and into words. I hope you enjoy it! πŸ™‚

Previous Chapter: Reveal Start from A: Anna

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Surprise

The next day I set out early to meet Capinski. We’d arranged to meet a block away from work, in a parking lot for the bus station.

I was earlier than I needed to be, but I wanted to get there before Capinski.

As I parked my car – near the back corner, away from the bus station cameras – my door opened and Johnny got in. I had my gun drawn before I realised who it was.

β€œWoah, woah!” He said, his hands up. β€œI guess I should have planned a better entrance, but I wasn’t sure who was watching.”

β€œThat’s how you get shot.” I holstered my gun and shook my head at him. β€œAnd he isn’t here yet. Or at least, his car isn’t.” I took another look around the parking lot.

Johnny handed me my phone. β€œIt’s got a tracker in so I’ll know where you are – don’t argue. This is a dangerous game you’re playing,” he said.

I smiled and put my phone in my pocket. β€œNo arguments. Thanks for doing that.”

He handed me something else. A small disc similar to the one Capinski had used to track me.

β€œI’m a big believer in redundancy where security is involved. That’s a different tracking device, keep it in your back pocket with the one he planted on you,” he said. β€œThat way, if he checks to see if you’re carrying anything he’ll just think it’s his device.”

β€œThanks,” I said, smiling more. It felt good to have someone actually care about me after so long of going it alone. β€œI really mean it.”

He leaned forward, I met him half way and we kissed. Both of us savoring it, his hands in my hair pulling me closer. We eventually came up for air and I put a hand on his chest.

β€œYou should go,” I said, sounding more breathless than I anticipated. β€œHe’ll be here soon.”

Johnny nodded and got out the car. β€œBe careful,” he said, as he shut the door.

Wow, I thought to myself. Shaking my head I cleared my thoughts and slipped the new tracker into my back pocket. I took a quick look around and saw Capinski’s car pulling into the parking lot. He parked a few cars away and got out, walking towards my car.

My passenger door opened again and I resisted the urge to draw my gun. Capinski sat down and closed the door.

I smiled at him and brushed my hair behind my ear. β€œMorning!” I tried to sound cheery – eager to learn those killing skills he thinks I don’t already have.

He smiled and put a hand on my knee. β€œAre you ready to see the master at work?”

Oh wow, I thought. He calls himself the master?

I grinned. β€œYou have a target in mind?” I couldn’t help myself, even though I was conning him I still felt a surge of excitement about hunting someone new.

β€œReady and waiting,” he said.

I raised an eyebrow. β€œYou picked someone without me?”

For a moment he looked a little sad. β€œI already chose her before I knew about you. Is that ok?” He said. β€œWe can pick the next one together.”

I tried to look disappointed but then smiled and said, β€œI guess so. I still get to watch you work, right?”

He grinned. β€œOh yeah, I’m going to put on quite a show!” He opened the car door and stepped out, leaning back in to say, β€œFollow me to my place.”

I nodded.

We drove out of town, past both of the forest body dump sites, which now made more sense for location. Finally pulling up to a large stone country house.

I whistled as I walked to the storm cellar doors to meet Capinski. β€œThis is a nice place!” I said, meaning it.

β€œInheritance,” he said.

He unlocked the door and went down the stairs to the cellar. I followed.

β€œSo where is she?” I said, looking around.

β€œRight here,” he said.

I felt the injection before I even saw him move.

 


Reveal (Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer)

This month I’m taking part in the A-Z Challenge! Which means I’ll be writing 26 posts (on set days through the month) each one corresponding to a letter of the alphabet. Today is day 18, which means letter R.

My theme for the month is: Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer. Each post will be a new chapter in the story – I’m really excited to finally get this novel idea out of my head and into words. I hope you enjoy it! πŸ™‚

Previous Chapter: Quiet Start from A: Anna

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Reveal

We waited for the waitress to refill our coffee cups, and I ordered a slice of apple pie. She brought it over fairly quickly, and didn’t even scowl at me this time.

Johnny took a sip of his coffee then leaned back in his chair, waiting for me to begin.

I didn’t know what he was expecting. My mind was racing – could he really know that I’d killed people? I doubted even his skills could figure that out.

β€œThere’s a serial killer,” I said, testing the water.

He nodded. β€œYeah, I saw on the news.”

β€œCapinski and I are working the case.”

β€œThat was Capinski earlier?” He said,

β€œYeah,” I said, taking a bite of pie. β€œHe-”

Johnny cut me off. β€œWait a minute,” he said, and leaned forward, arms on the table. β€œYour partner, Capinski, is working a serial killer case with you. Presumably the same case you had the tip line call about.”

I nodded.

β€œHe called in a tip for his own case?” Johnny frowned. β€œThat doesn’t make sense.”

β€œIt does if he’s the serial killer,” I said. I watched Johnny’s face carefully, trying to see what kind of reaction he would have.

All I got from him was a raised eyebrow.

Eventually he said, β€œYou think your partner is killing women?”

I nodded. β€œThey all look exactly like his ex-girlfriend. It was a rough breakup for him.”

That got a 2 raised eyebrow reaction. β€œWow,” he said. β€œThat’s… wow.”

I let him think about things for a moment while I finished my pie. It was the first thing I’d eaten in a while, and I saw Johnny smirk at me wolfing it down.

β€œWhy would he call in a tip about someone he killed,” he asked.

β€œWe’re working on that right now,” I said, hoping the lie was simple enough that he wouldn’t questions it. β€œWell, I mean I’m working on it. I guess he already knows why he did it.”

Shut up, I thought to myself.

β€œAnyway, the thought around the station is that she escaped or did something he didn’t like,” I said, and shrugged wishing I had more pie to stop myself talking.

β€œSo you’re pretending to be into him so you can get close and catch him?” Johnny said, slowly.

β€œYeah, not the greatest plan I know,” I said, and stood up. β€œAnd I really should be going so I can prepare to meet him in the morning.” Opening up about a case to Johnny was making me feel weird, I needed to get out of there before I said something I couldn’t talk my way out of.

β€œBe careful,” he said, frowning at me.

β€œI will,” I said over my shoulder as I headed to the door.

It was only when I stood outside that I remembered I’d come in a cab. I cursed to myself then heard footsteps behind me. Johnny picked up the tracking device from the plant pot, walked over and carefully pushed it into my pocket.

β€œDon’t forget about this,” he said. His fingers lingered on my pocket edge a little longer than necessary.

Was he flirting with me? My brain didn’t know what to do. But I took too long to figure it out and the moment past.

Johnny took a step back, his thumbs hooked in his jean pockets. β€œI’ll have your phone ready tomorrow,” he said.

Next Chapter: Surprise


Quiet (Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer)

This month I’m taking part in the A-Z Challenge! Which means I’ll be writing 26 posts (on set days through the month) each one corresponding to a letter of the alphabet. Today is day 17, which means letter Q.

My theme for the month is: Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer. Each post will be a new chapter in the story – I’m really excited to finally get this novel idea out of my head and into words. I hope you enjoy it! πŸ™‚

Previous Chapter: Partner Start from A: Anna

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Quiet

Johnny stared at me as I walked back to the corner booth and sat down. Hie eyes bored into me but he didn’t say anything.

I opened my mouth to speak but he lifted a finger in front of my face, the glare only seeming to intensify.

This wasn’t good.

I knew he liked the diner to be kept a secret. I mentally kicked myself for not being more careful to be sure Capinski didn’t follow me there.

Johnny got up from the table and walked over to me. He reached in his pocket and I kept my hand resting on my gun, just in case. He withdrew his hand and with it a device of some kind. He waved it over me in systematic movements, it beeped a few times – once for my phone, once for my police radio, and a third time over my back pocket.

I reached in and pulled out a small disc. Johnny took it off me, walked outside and I watched him place it in a plant pot near the door.

He walked back and sat across from me once more.

β€œCan I talk now?” I said.

β€œNo,” he said. He sounded calm but his face was showing so much emotion. β€œThat was how he tracked you.” He pointed toward the plant pot outside. β€œHe must have slipped it in your pocket…at some point.” He raised an eyebrow as the said the last few words.

I knew he would have seen the kiss. I didn’t know it would have upset him this much, but he seemed more angry about that than the fact I was followed.

Johnny leaned forward. β€œWhen were you going to tell me that you’re dating the guy who left the tip line message?”

I was surprised he recognised Capinski’s voice. β€œHe’s not my boyfriend,” I said, rather too defensively. β€œHe’s my partner. You know, at work.”

Johnny folded his arms and raised an eyebrow.

β€œThe kiss…” I stopped and considered how much to tell him. Would he want to help me take down Capinski? Would his help just get in the way of my own killing pastime – I’d hate to have to take out Johnny for knowing too much. I’d do it, but I’d hate it.

β€œLook, I know you and I have always kept our lives private,” I said. β€œSo how much do you even want to know?”

He leaned forward and surprised me again. β€œAll of it,” he said.

β€œYou don’t know what you’re asking,” I said, my voice hushed.

He smiled. β€œMaybe I do.”

Next Chapter: Reveal


Partner (Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer)

This month I’m taking part in the A-Z Challenge! Which means I’ll be writing 26 posts (on set days through the month) each one corresponding to a letter of the alphabet. Today is day 16, which means letter P.

My theme for the month is: Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer. Each post will be a new chapter in the story – I’m really excited to finally get this novel idea out of my head and into words. I hope you enjoy it! πŸ™‚

Previous Chapter: Oversight Start from A: Anna

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Partner

β€œNo,” I said to Capinski.

I stood up and I started to usher him away.

β€œI’m her brother,” said Johnny.

Capinski frowned at me. β€œYou never mentioned a brother.”

β€œWe’re estranged,” said Johnny, standing up and extending his hand in greeting. β€œAnd you are?”

β€œHer partner,” Capinski said, winking at me. He shook Johnny’s hand.

β€œI’d ask you to join us, but we’re kind of in the middle of something,” said Johnny. β€œFamily stuff, you know.” He shrugged his shoulders, seeming relaxed but I could tell from his voice that he was the complete opposite.

β€œOf course.” Capinski actually looked embarrassed. β€œI’m sorry,” he said to me.

β€œI’ll be right back,” I said to Johnny, and walked Capinski out to the parking lot.

β€œYou followed me?” I kept my voice low but I was beyond angry.

β€œYou tried to ditch me,” Capinski said.

I couldn’t believe my ears. He was actually hurt that I left my car and took a cab; hurt that I was trying to not be followed by anyone.

β€œI like to keep family away from my normal life,” I said, keeping up with Johnny’s lie. Though it was partly true – I hadn’t seen my real family in years.

β€œSo he really is your brother?” Capinski said.

I nodded.

β€œIf I looked in your file I’d see that you have a brother?”

I did have a very estranged brother, though it wasn’t Johnny, but I suddenly realised how fragile Capinski was. He lost Carly and it drove him to murdering other women who looked like her. If he thought he was losing me I didn’t know what he’d do.

I moved closer to him and put my on hand on his bicep, stroking gently. β€œYes. But now I really do need to go and talk to him. I’ll see you tomorrow morning as planned?”

He smiled. β€œSure.”

He leaned down and I gave him a brief kiss, wondering if the parking lot had cameras or if I could kill him right now.

β€œTomorrow,” he said, waving as he got to his car.

I nodded.

He reversed, then stopped and rolled down his window. β€œDon’t be late,” he said. His voice sounded strained.

Next Chapter: Quiet


Oversight (Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer)

This month I’m taking part in the A-Z Challenge! Which means I’ll be writing 26 posts (on set days through the month) each one corresponding to a letter of the alphabet. Today is day 15, which means letter O.

My theme for the month is: Secret Diary Of A Serial Killer. Each post will be a new chapter in the story – I’m really excited to finally get this novel idea out of my head and into words. I hope you enjoy it! πŸ™‚

Previous Chapter: Noticed Start from A: Anna

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Oversight

Capinski and I made a plan to meet the next day 30 minutes before work so we could begin to plan a kill together. The thought excited me a little – to see someone else work up close – but also worried me that he had such a skewed view of my part in this.

I didn’t want to be like him. He killed surrogates instead of the women he clearly wanted to kill. He was weak.

But he was willing to let me in. If I could just play the part of doting sidekick, I’d be able to see him kill. And that thought thrilled me.

Still, there was no way I trusted him so on my way home I parked at a local restaurant, made my way inside and out through a side exit. Hiding in the shadows I headed for a cafe down the street and called myself a cab.

I called Johnny as I was on the way to Sunrise Diner, leaving a brief message apologizing for running late.

As usual he was sitting in a corner booth. I smiled as I made my way over.

β€œSo you’re still alive?” He said. He tried to play it off jokingly but I could tell he was really concerned.

β€œTakes more than a serial killer to get rid of me,” I said.

He pushed a cup of coffee towards me. β€œHave you eaten?”

I shook my head. β€œBut I’ll wait for the waitress on my own time,” I said before he could annoy anyone.

He laughed. β€œNo need, I already ordered a couple of burgers. Hopefully that’s ok, I remembered you had one last time.”

Interesting, I thought. β€œSure.”

We chatted for a while, eating burgers and drinking coffee like old friends, even though we barely knew anything about each other and went out of our way to keep it like that.

β€œSo, you’re really not going to tell me,” Johnny said,

β€œTell you what?” I mumbled around a bite of burger.

β€œWho made the call! I could tell you knew the voice.”

β€œOh, that.” I shrugged. β€œI can’t discuss the case.”

His look told me he didn’t believe that was the whole truth. But he didn’t ask again.

β€œHow’s my phone coming along?” I said.

β€œIt’s coming,” he said. β€œWhat they did wasn’t very sophisticated – I’ll spare you the tech jargon. But if you can give me until tomorrow I’ll have added a few…extras for you.” He grinned.

I laughed. β€œSure, I can wait.”

β€œYou two look cozy,” a familiar voice said over my shoulder.

Johnny’s face froze, staring behind me.

I turned round and looked at Capinski.

β€œNot going to introduce us?” He said, with a forced smile.

Next Chapter: Partner