Chapter 88-2
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He all but grinned when he saw my half-empty water bottle. “I’m sorry to hear about your husband. How can I help you?”
“Do you have any security cameras on the property?”
“Yes ma’am. For the parking lot and the front of the motel,” he said as he puffed up his chest. “We
pride ourselves in safety here.”
I just bet he does. Asshat.
“Have the police asked for any?”
Michael shook his head. “I’m so sorry. I don’t think they have.”
“Of course they haven’t. They are so certain that he is guilty. The police won’t tell me anything, but eventually, they’re going to have to tell me when those poor girls died. My husband was with me all night, and those cameras are going to prove it. You’d be willing to hand them over, right?”
“Yes. Absolutely! That’s what they’re there for! In fact, we can review them right now if you want. Come on back. Are you feeling okay?”
“Am I?” I blinked at him. “I…I do feel a little woozy.”
“You’re weaving back and forth. You might lose consciousness soon. You should sit down.”
“Why…why would I lose consciousness?” I stumbled to the left and looked down at the water.” What did you do?”
“I drugged you, of course.” His voice was calm and patient. “You’re a beautiful woman, you know. Generally, with beautiful women, I play with them. I might play with you too, although I’ve been told explicitly not to. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”
I fell, and he caught me easily. I just moaned and clutched the water as he dragged me to the back office. “My…husband….” I muttered.
“Your husband is going to prison. My brother is going to see to it. I almost wished he wasn’t going to take the fall for it. Killing those women was such a rush. My brother and I both agreed that we’d be into doing it again. We could terrorize this town, but alas, we can’t take credit for those women. She looked a lot like you, you know. For a second, I thought you were returning from the dead.”
He was just so helpful and chatty as he dragged me to the office. He dropped me and turned around. “What the fuck?” he shouted.
Quickly, I was on my feet and slammed the office door shut.
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“Hello pretty girls.” I cooed, Amelia and Willa’s wolves rumbled in greeting as they circled Michael.
He turned his head to me, but I was in his way.
“W-What the hell is going on?” He asked nervously.
I pointed to the button adorning the top of my skirt. Frankly, the camera looked ridiculously out of place, but Finn and Saul both agreed that Michael wasn’t even likely to realize it was a camera.
He’d be too busy staring at my cleavage.
“What’s going on, Michael, is that I have you on camera. Frankly, I was just going to get evidence of you drugging me. Just so there is no confusion, this is one of those nifty date r**e drug detectors.” I pulled the coaster out of my pocket and poured a little bit of water on it.
It turned blue.
“Blue is not a good color, Michael. Anyway, this really isn’t all that necessary, considering you confessed way more on camera. Killing those women. Setting up my husband. Trying to kidnap me. You’re a little lonely, aren’t you Michael? Just love to chat.”
I found the little bag that Willa had brought with her. I placed the open water bottle in a travel cup and placed the travel cup in a large Ziploc bag.
“I…I…wolves…!!”
Amelia nudged against him, and he screamed. I turned my head. “Wolves? Don’t be ridiculous. These are my dogs. I realize we didn’t pay a pet deposit. I’ll rectify that. I wouldn’t go anywhere, Michael. They don’t like rapists.” Holding up the button camera, I recorded myself opening the cabinet and turned on the film feed. “Tsk, tsk, Michael. How long have you been raping girls? How long has your brother been covering for you?”
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