Chapter Seventeen- Field Trip

30 September 2010

Sitting on my couch I think about my move.

"You really think this is a good idea?"

"Not at all. Not even in the slightest bit."

"Than don't do it. It's not worth the trouble," Edward crouches down in front of me, resting his arms on his legs.

"I told her I would. And I put too much planning into this. Way too much to back out now."

Edward gets up and walks to the other side. One hand on his hip and the other rubbing his forehead.

"Who is our guy anyways?"

"Business man. Uses mob hit men to collect competition in his field, after that he disposes with them as he pleases. I have his address, lives with no one. House staff but they go home at night. So it should be cut and dry tonight. Wanted one like that for this."

"Makes it easy."

I nod half-heartedly, staring into space. A knock at the door wakes me out of my trance. Getting up I get the door and allow Amber to enter.

She has a smile of excitement- an excited smile that only serial killers have, one that shows the rush of adrenaline and anticipation of a kill. A smile I'm all too familiar with.

"Here's how it's going to go," I look at her face to face, my left arm stretched out and leaning on the counter. "I'm not going to babysit you. I have a job I'm doing and I do not want to be interrupted. Stay out of the view of windows and doors. Stay in the shadows. Stay out of my way.

I have some clothes for you to wear. You will be also wearing shoe covers along with rubber gloves and a hoodie. Do as I say and don't go snooping. Simply watch and don't speak. I don't want this ruined for either one of us. Got it?"

She nods quietly, face still holding the smile.

"Good. Let's go." I pick up my tool bag and keys and lead the way out.

Going into the parking garage, I take a Jeep Cherokee Sport that I stole from the impound lot.

"Why not your BMW?"

"because it's my own. I don't need it noticed. So an impounded car is safer that way it can't be traced back to me," I place the bag in the trunk and walk to the driver side.

Within half an hour I made it to my victim's house. I turn the lights off as I pull into the driveway. The key is turned back and I settle into the chair for a moment. Amber looks at me in anticipation.

"He is downstairs for exactly half an hour. Than he goes up stairs, showers and get changed. For the next hour he goes into his office and does some paper work. Right now we have," I look at my Relic watch," about five minutes until he is done. So we have to wait until that window lights up," I point to the top window on the left corner of the house.

She nods and stares back at the windows. We sat in the silence and wait for Smith to finish his work out routine. It seemed to take forever, so Edward and I did and crossword while we waited. Amber sat and played on her phone, seeming to be bored out of her mind with the occasional sighs.

Finally the lights downstairs go out and the bathroom up stairs lights up. I fold the paper and put it aside. Another ten minutes pass and the light in the office comes on.

"Let's go."

I climb out of the driver seat and walk to the trunk to get my bag. Opening it I pull out my portable stereo and put on my white masquerade mask. I turn the stereo on and set the track, then I put on the black nitrile gloves, handing Amber a pair. I move to the door and grab my pick set from my pocket and jimmy the tumblers to unlock, then I scoot in and have Amber close the door behind her. Looking forward I see the kitchen and walk in, having Amber stay behind. I set the stereo on the counter top and turn the volume all the way up I press play and hide in the broom closet. Amber hides behind the TV, and keeps an eye on the stairs.

Smith runs in and heads for the stereo with a bat, I run up behind him and punch his kidney. As he leans to the right I pull him into a headlock, my left wrist pressing on the back of his neck to shorten the knock time. After he slumped in my arms I set him down and began my work. 

Smith would tie his victims spread eagle to their table, down to their under clothes, and dismember them while they where still alive. I'm not going to go that far but I will make him hurt a bit before I kill him.

After Smith is tied down I start my trophy search. First place I go to is his office. And I notice that the file cabinet has a partially opened door. I walk over, open it and find sitting in a false bottom, pieces of jewelry. Men's rings and necklaces, women's earrings, watches, rings, and so on. I bring them all down stairs and spread them out on the counter neatly, waiting for Smith to wake up. Mean while I sit in one of the table chairs and finish my crossword with Edward. Just as I wrote in the last letter, I heard a groan come from Smith. So I get up and reach into my bag and pull out the K-Bar, clipping it on my belt in the small of my back.

"Well, I'm glad you could join us sleepy head. I've been waiting a long time. Finished a crossword from one of your old papers," I say as I walk around to face him.

"Who the f**k are you?!"

"Jesus! You all ask the same damn question over and over again, as if my name will help you at all. You're not getting out of this."

"I will! And when I do your a*s is mine!"

"I', straight thank you. If you went to prison, than yes, you'd be telling an other inmate."

He stares at me as if i had two heads.

"Well Let's get down to business," I pull one of the chairs over and sit in it backwards. "So tell me, why do you do it?" I lean on the back of the chair, chin resting on my arms.

"Do what?"

"Wow, you sound like a politician. Sorry to disappoint you," I lean in and grab a chunk of hair and yank hard, "But I'm not buying the stupid act!" I tell over his scream.

I let go and let him catch his breath.

"The corporate world is a killing effort. You kill to gain a new rung in the ladder. To get the boss's job, to get rid of competition. It's good business."

I stand up and laugh aloud, pacing back and forth. In a split second I appear inches from his face, knife unsheathed behind my back.

"Good business my a*s! You're a f*****g killer! You know," I say standing up straight, "sometimes I wish you would all cut the crap and tell me the real f*****g reason. But I guess I can't blame you. It's what you feel and believe to be true, what you think is correct and how things need to happen. But it sickens me that you have to do it by killing. Killing to make yourself better and feel above people."

"And you're no different?" He says with a red face and gritted teeth.

"No I am not!" I get in his face again before he can blink, flushing the color out of his face. "You f*****g kill to get rid of a problem, I kill to get rid of people like you that kill for self gain and self hunger. My hunger is directed to rid the world of demons and sick f***s like you. We are not the same- we're far from it!"

I take the knife and send it through his hand and into the table. He screams in agony; I take a dish towel and shove it into his mouth.

"I would love to hear the pain you are in but I don't want to wake the neighbors."

I remove the knife and send it through his upper arm.

"I would also remove some limbs but it's too much of a mess for me to clean up and I don't want to deal with that tonight."

The knife slides out and is replaced into his shoulder, going in slow while I twist it back and forth.

"Good bye Mr. Smith," I smile behind my mask and protrude the knife into his throat.

His eyes water as blood flows from his throat like a fountain. Spilling onto the floor smoothly and quietly. Silence rings in my ear, making it seem like the room is filled with noise.

I lean my head back and close my eyes, letting out a sigh of happiness. I bring my head forward and notice Amber standing in the door way, Her eyes wide, face white, and no facial expression. Just silence all around. I stand and look at her as she stares at the body.

No body knows the trouble I've seen. No body knows my sorrow...

Reviews

[J.Carnevale]

wow! great chapter once again. I think amber maybe scard from this experience though lol great job over all. could use a bit more information in this chapter but over all good. very good =>

[Rose Tyler]

Very good. I like how Amber really did stay away, and it makes me happy that she's as shocked as she is at the end. A killers buisness who is passionate for what they do can shade others..