Let Us Give Thanks
Part Five
By Gator_xx
Meldrick turned over in the bed and put his arm around a sleeping Terri Stivers and hugged her to his chest. Terri awoke and stared deeply into Lewis's eyes. "Mel, you have to let it go. There was nothing you could do." Lewis sighed, "Yeah, but I shoulda known. What is it 'bout me that all my partners kill themselves?" Terri held Meldrick tenderly in her arms and kissed his forehead. "Baby, you know both Falsone and Sheppard had internal demons that no one knew about. I would never had thought that Falsone was the one that killed Ryland. Remember we all speculated that Bayliss offed him. Thank God that Falsone kept a diary on his computer, but its just dumb luck that Ryland was stalkin' Ballard and Paul found out about it. Paul didn't even have any idea that Ryland was a killer, just thought he was some sicko fixated on Ballard and Ballard thought that Paul was her stalker. He thought he was protecting Laura but he lost her anyway."
Terri continued, "At least we found some clues about his son's murder when hisplace was searched for a suicide note. All those creepy, threatening, "I know what you did" phone calls on the answering machine. Someone witnessed him executing Ryland and it sounds like they would have a definate axe to grind." Medrick kissed Terri passionately, "You always know exactly what to say to make me feel better, Terri. Why did I waste so much time before I discovered how much I loved you?"
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Tim was actually sitting in a chair today when Anne came into his room for her daily therapy session. She had to do a double take, she had never realized just how attractive he was, even now all thin and pale. There was more than a trace of wistfulness in Tim's eyes and Anne was seized with the sudden desire to mother him and kiss him. Conflicting emotions. "This is crazy" she thought as she shook her head. She had barely opened her mouth to start speaking when Tim said, " Anne, please help me. I want to live again."
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Frank took a good hard look at the suspect in front of him in the box. With her green mohawk and multiple piercings she seemed much older than 18. Cold, hard eyes and the unhealthy pallor of someone not even remotely acquainted with the great outdoors. She sat blowing smoke rings like she was waiting at McDonalds, not like a accused criminal being interrogated. Frank paced the room and waited a few more minutes, trying to make her sweat. But Tabitha Bledsoe was one cool cucumber, cold enough to torture and murder a little boy and still sleep nights. Gee and Bolander watched from behind the one-way glass and waited for Frank.
Frank turned to Tabitha and asked one thing, "Why? Why kill a innocent child?" She took another hard drag on her cigarette, blew the smoke into Franks face and said, "Because payback is a mutha-fucker."
"Payback for what? Some imagined insult? What? Explain this to me before I lose my patience with you!" Frank bellowed. Over 3 hours in the box and this was the most he had been able to squeeze out of this evil little bitch, payback my ass! "HOW do you know Ryland and why the kid?" A smirk appeared on her thin, sallow face and she said, "It's justice my man, Ryland was my man and that shit, that greasy wop, gunned him down in cold blood. I didn't steal my mommas money and hitchhike for days to meet him just to lose him to some jealous little dago." She popped her bubblegum and put her feet up on the table, long thin legs with what looked like just beginning to heal bondage marks on them.
With a look of incredible boredom on her face, she continued, "Sees its like this, I meet him online in the Bondage and S&M chatrooms in Yahoo Chat. We cybered together almost everyday, talked about our favorite fantasies. I was Defective_T online and he was the Executioner. I get off on death and torture. The first time we fucked in real life we did it right on top of a fresh grave. Everytime he killed one of those chicks on the internet we screwed right afterward, turned us on. When he got out of jail and we wuz together agin, we talked about all the fantasies we were gonna make true, stuff like both fuckin some chick and killin' her at the same time. But yore friend had to fuck up my plans and kill my love." Without another word, Frank left the room............................