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! 🙂
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.
“Woah, woah!” He said, his hands up. “I guess I should have planned a better entrance, but I wasn’t sure who was watching.”
“That’s how you get shot.” I holstered my gun and shook my head at him. “And 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. “It’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. “No arguments. Thanks for doing that.”
He handed me something else. A small disc similar to the one Capinski had used to track me.
“I’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. “That way, if he checks to see if you’re carrying anything he’ll just think it’s his device.”
“Thanks,” I said, smiling more. It felt good to have someone actually care about me after so long of going it alone. “I 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.
“You should go,” I said, sounding more breathless than I anticipated. “He’ll be here soon.”
Johnny nodded and got out the car. “Be 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. “Morning!” 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. “Are you ready to see the master at work?”
Oh wow, I thought. He calls himself the master?
I grinned. “You 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.
“Ready and waiting,” he said.
I raised an eyebrow. “You picked someone without me?”
For a moment he looked a little sad. “I already chose her before I knew about you. Is that ok?” He said. “We can pick the next one together.”
I tried to look disappointed but then smiled and said, “I guess so. I still get to watch you work, right?”
He grinned. “Oh yeah, I’m going to put on quite a show!” He opened the car door and stepped out, leaning back in to say, “Follow me to my place.”
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. “This is a nice place!” I said, meaning it.
“Inheritance,” he said.
He unlocked the door and went down the stairs to the cellar. I followed.
“So where is she?” I said, looking around.
“Right here,” he said.
I felt the injection before I even saw him move.