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  "What the fuck did I tell you about crying? Now, I'm going to fuck you from the back. I'm going to untie you. Don't act up you little slut. You remember what happened to your friend now don't you and you don't want it to happen to you." R.J. said while still on top of her naked body.

  Destiny shook her head up and down as tears roll down the side of her face and snot dripping out her nose. R.J. reached up and grabbed her wrist with a smile on his face. He stopped when he felt something cold and hard press up against the back of his head.

  "Don't you fucking move, N.Y.P.D." Alexis said through clenched teeth.

  "Just give me one reason to blow your fucking head off. You're a child molester and a rapist. I’d love to put a bullet in your ass. So, just make a funny move asshole."

  "Fuck! You're not supposed to come in my house without a search warrant, bitch." R.J. replied.

  "Wrong! I have probable cause. You have a dead, missing teenager in a garbage bag in front of your house that was last online saying she was coming to meet you. And from what you're doing now to this young girl is only going to make it worse for you. Put your fucking hands behind your head back now!"

  Alexis shouted.

  "Those damn, lazy ass niggas. I told them to drop that little bitch's body eight blocks away." R.J. said with his face balled up in anger.

  Alexis pulls a pair of handcuffs off her waist and cuffed both of R.J.'s hands behind him, she then pushed him off the bed making him hit the floor hard face first.

  "Don't you move you asshole!" She yelled looking at him grunt and groan in pain.

  "Are you okay, sweetie? I'm a cop and going to help you, okay." Alexis said to Destiny who just cried hysterically and was repeatedly saying, thank God, as Alexis untied her hands and looked around the small room to see if she could find Destiny's clothes. When she couldn't, she wrapped the dirty white sheets around her body.

  "Can you sit up and walk?"

  Destiny shook her head no.

  "I'm too sore, it hurts." She said through tears.

  "Sweetie, I'm going to need you to try. It's the only way out of here." Alexis said.

  Destiny shook her head and slowly eased herself off the bed and tried to stand up straight, but her knees buckled and she fell back onto the bed. Destiny tried again and fell back once more on the bed. Alexis held her up. Her legs were shaking and she took baby steps towards the door. With each step, excruciating pain traveled through her body.

  Outside the room, the three thugs looked at Lauren with hate in their eyes.

  "It's only two of them and they don't have enough handcuffs to cuff us all.

  I'm going to go for the gun under the couch seat." He mumbled to the other two.

  "Naw, chill, you're going to get us shot." His friends mumbled back.

  "Fuck that. We're going to jail for life, anyway. I'm going for it."

  "Stop the fucking talking!" Lauren shouted while keeping a close eye on all three men at the same time.

  She was wondering what was going on in the room behind her and if her partner was all right.

  "Get on your knees all three of you and put your fucking hands on your head!" She shouted.

  The three thugs slowly got on their knees and put their hands on their heads.

  "Alexis, are you ok back there?" She yelled and turned her head to look at the door.

  "Yea, I'm good!" Alexis shouted back.

  As soon as Lauren's head turned for that brief second, one of the thugs jumped up and ran for the couch.

  "No don't! Don't do it!" The two other thugs yelled simultaneously that were still on their knees.

  Lauren's heart raced with adrenaline as she heard the thugs yell. She turned her head to see one of them digging through the couch seat and came up with a Colt 45 handgun and aimed it at her. Before he could squeeze the trigger, Lauren squeezed the trigger to her 9mmTaurus two times sending bullets crashing into his chest penetrating into his heart and coming out his back. The next bullet slammed into his forehead and traveled out the back of his head making him drop to his knees and fall face first, dead.

  A rush of seven unformed police officer's rushed down the basement stairs with their guns drawn.

  "Freeze, N.Y.P.D, put down your weapons." Two of them yelled while pointing their guns at Lauren.

  "I'm Detective Lauren Pitman with the 23rd precinct, badge number 2, 5, 10, 4." She shouted then slowly showed her gold badge on her waist.

  "My partner is in the back room with another suspect and victim." Lauren said as Alexis came out of the bedroom holding Destiny up while trying to walk.

  A uniformed police officer picked Destiny up in his arms. Destiny turned around looking over his shoulders and mumbled thank you to Lauren and Alexis as he carried her out of the house to an ambulance. The rest of the officers grabbed the other two thugs, handcuffing them and led them to a police car. Then another couple of officers went to pick R.J. off the floor. The whole time R.J. yelled

  "How you assholes going to leave her body in front of my place? How can y'all be so fucking stupid?" He screamed even after the police car pulled off to take him to jail.

  Outside Lauren and Alexis inhaled the fresh cool night air.

  "Damn, I wanted to put a bullet in that monster R.J.'s head so badly. That could have easily been my daughter he and his friends killed and raped." Alexis stated then looked at Lauren when she didn't say anything.

  "You okay, partner?

  "Yeah, I'm good. It's just been a crazy ass wild night. More than what I even expected." Lauren responded.

  "Yeah, you’re right. Now we just need to catch that damn Social Network Killer." Alexis replied.

  As soon as she did, a flashback played in Lauren's mind of being in the hotel and seeing Anna's face as tears roll down her cheeks.

  "You two did a great job tonight. You caught three suspects and took one out. He got what he deserved and you two found that crime scene in the hotel."

  Lauren heard a voice say.

  That voice snapped Lauren back to reality to see her sergeant standing in front of her. Her sergeant was an overweight Caucasian man in his fifties.

  "Thank you, Sergeant Wahberg, we try." Alexis replied.

  "You two do more than try. I think you two should take the rest of the night off with pay and come back tomorrow to fill out the paper work for these two cases, but this case here is an open and shut one like a book. Great work.”

  Sergeant Wahberg said while shaking their hands.

  Then they watched him walk away with a smile on his face.

  "You heard that Lauren. We can take the rest of the night off. I'm going home to be with my woman and chill with my little girl. I know they are both still up." Alexis stated then looked at Lauren.

  "What's wrong, Lauren? We did well tonight. You thinking about those nightmares you’re having aren't you?" She said in a whisper because there was a street full of police officers that were running in and out of the townhouse collecting evidence.

  "Yeah, I can't shake the feeling of how real they seem. I'm scared to go back to sleep, Alexis. I'm not going to take the rest of the night off. I'm going to wait for Lynise to finish up inside with the suspect's computer and evidence search then I’m going to follow up on that first dream I had of this lady in the Bronx. From there, I'll fill out all the paper work out on these cases for us." Lauren replied.

  "Lauren, don’t stress those dreams. It's because you're not getting enough rest. We’ve all been working too hard and long hours to catch this monster serial killer." Alexis responded.

  "I'll be okay, Alexis. Go home and enjoy the rest of your night, girl."

  "Okay Lauren, don't stress too much. I'm going to have one of these uniformed cops drive me back to the precinct to my car. And relax for the rest of the night." Alexis said as she walked off.

  Chapter 12

  The S.N. Killer looked in his deep freezer to see it stacked up with different kinds of meat to eat that he had cut off of women. But, still didn't feel satisfied
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  'I think it's time we found someone else to play with.' The voice in his head said in a sinister tone.

  "No, we have food for your hunger we don't need to kill anymore tonight.

  I'm starting to think you only want to do this now to hurt people, not to satisfy your hunger." The S.N. Killer said out loud to the voice in his head.

  'What did I tell you boy, get online and find our next victim and I do like the killing and if you say anything else, you already know what will happen!’ The voice shouted then the S.N. Killer felt a throbbing pain in his head.

  "Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" He bent over and screamed in pain while holding his head.

  "Okay! Okay! I'll do it just fucking stop already." He yelled and spit flew out his mouth and landed on his chin.

  The pain eased up as he stood up straight and walked down three flights of stairs to the first floor and down the hallway to the back room filled with the laptops and computers. One by one he logged into different social network sites he had accounts to. And began chatting and checking his inbox messages. An instant message popped up on one of his computer screens. He rolled his chair down to the computer to see who it was. The name on the message said 'Michelle.’

  “Michelle, Michelle.” He said over and over trying to place the name and the face because he was talking to more than fifty women online daily and using different screen names and profiles every time. So, he read the message to see if it will help jog his memory.

  'Hey Nate, how are you baby? I see you’re fronting on me. You said you'd be out here in two days from the last time we chatted. I'm still waiting, baby.'

  As the S.N. Killer read the message, it all became clear to him.

  "Oh that Michelle" He said out loud to himself.

  He switched computer screens and looked up cheap flights and booked a plane ticket to Atlanta, Georgia that leaves at midnight, and then rolls his chair back over to the computer that had the instant message from Michelle.

  He began to type, 'Hi baby, how are you?' He typed and pressed enter sending his message.

  'I'd be better if you were here dicking me down like you’re supposed to be Daddy.' Michelle wrote back.

  The S.N. killer smiled, 'Well, get ready. I'll be on the midnight flight to Atlanta, Georgia and will be there in two hours. So, you have to come get me from the airport or do you want me to drive to the army base.' The S.N. Killer wrote back and pressed send, then read the next message that popped up.

  'Lol really, shit, I can't wait and you can drive straight to the army base. Just show your I.D. to the guards at the front gate. I'm going to tell them you're my cousin. Okay baby?'

  The S.N. Killer read the message.

  ‘We have to hurry up and go, fool. Or we will miss the flight. Call the cab driver and let's go!’ The voice in his head yelled.

  He felt a slight throbbing pain on his temples.

  "Okay! Okay!" The S.N. Killer shouted back and typed to Michelle, 'I have to go, sexy. I'll be there in a few. I still have your phone number. I'll text you when I'm close until then keep it nice and wet for me.' The S.N. Killer sent the message and got up and walked down to a table that was filled with prepaid smart phones and prepaid

  SIM Cards in a box.

  He picked up a phone he used earlier to call Anna and opened the back of it and removed the SIM Card and tossed it into a box filled with old SIM Cards that he had used to call or text the victims he ate and killed. He picked up a freshly new SIM Card and placed it into the blackberry storm phone and used his old phone to look up a number and began to text it. He typed, 'Come pick me up. I need to leave now. Don't be taking that fucking long either.' He sent out the text to his cab driver. He then saved Michelle's number into the phone. He grabbed a gray coat and a briefcase and walked outside locking the doors behind him.

  Dalisia had been unable to leave Harlem without knowing what happened to her friend or finding her. She rented a room in a hotel on 125th Street and Park Avenue. It was a hole in the wall kind of place. Roaches were scattering up and down the wall, but Dalisia refused to leave. She now stood across the street behind a parked car looking at the townhouse where she found pieces of a broken phone that looked to belong to her friend Apple. She watched a man in a gray coat exit the townhouse with a briefcase in his left hand and a suitcase in his right hand.

  Dalisia tried to get a good look at his face, but couldn't because of the gray New York baseball cap he had on his head.

  The S.N. Killer walked down the steps of his townhouse. As his yellow cab pulled up, the voice in his head said, 'Someone is watching us. I can feel it,' as he opened the back door of the cab and got in.

  "Where?" He replied to the voice in his head.

  "There, across the street. Someone's there watching," the voice said.

  The S.N. Killer turned his head and looked through the window, but couldn't see anything.

  "We will handle it later. We are going to miss the flight." He said to the voice in his head.

  Then he looked at the nervous East Indian cab driver.

  "Take me to JFK Airport, and step on it." He said in an evil tone.

  "Yes, boss." The cab driver replied as his hands and legs shook out of fear.

  He stepped on the gas pulling off.

  Dalisia’s heart raced and pounded hard as she leaned back against the car bent down.

  "Damn, he almost saw me. How the hell did he know I was over here when it's so damn dark on this block? It's as if he knew I was here." Dalisia said out loud to herself while holding her hands on her chest.

  The S.N. Killer looked at his driver as he hopped out of the cab.

  "Do you have what I need?" He asked looking the driver in the eyes.

  "Yeah, I have it here and I'll bring the rest when you call." The cab driver said terrified and passed him a small clear medicine jar filled with brown fluid.

  "Good, you better, or else." The S.N. Killer replied.

  The cab driver shook his head up and down and pulled off. The S.N. Killer turned around and headed into JFK Airport to catch his flight.

  Chapter 13

  Alexis sighed in relief as she twisted her key into the hole and unlocked the door and walked in her condo.

  "Damn, it feels good to get off early." She said to herself as she walked through her dining room and up the stairs of her condo.

  She heard music, then fast footsteps.

  "Hmmm, I know that child of mines better be in bed it’s twelve o'clock at night and she got school in the morning." Alexis said out loud to herself thinking of her daughter, Shenice.

  She walked in the living room and looked at a brand new white leather couch and love seat. She shook her head in disgust as she thought of why she had to get a new living room set in the first place.

  "That damn girl." She mumbled as she walked to her daughter's room.

  She turned the door knob and slowly pushed the door open to see her daughter lying on her stomach, butt naked sleeping. Alexis walked deeper into her bedroom and sat down on the bed and gently rubbed her daughter's head and played with her long hair.

  "Girl, I gave birth to your ass. I know you're not sleeping." Alexis said with a smile on her face.

  Shenice opened her eyes and her mother stared in them reflecting the same color green eyes she has.

  "Looking at you is like looking at my twin or better half." Alexis said.

  "You always say that mommy." Shenice said while smiling back at her.

  "How did you know I wasn't sleeping?" Shenice asked.

  Alexis took a pink sheet that was at the foot of the bed and shook it out, unfolding it, and covers Shenice's naked body with it.

  "Child, like I said, your my daughter, I gave birth to you. I know when you're sleeping or up to no good. Now, why are you laying naked in your bed? I'm even more shocked not to see you on your iPad online on Twitts or My Face or something like that even knowing your ass should really be a sleep." Alexis said.

  Shenice looked at her mother.
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  "Well, like you said, I'm your daughter and just like to be naked in bed like you. It helps me sleep better at night and after the mistake I did the other day, I really haven't felt like going online. I've been going to school on time and coming straight home like you told me to do mom." Shenice replied.

  "I know, baby. I got eyes on you." Alexis said with a smirk on her face.

  “I love you with all my heart. You're my world, baby." Alexis said while staring into her eyes.

  Shenice sat up and they hugged each other.

  "I love you too, mom." She replied as a tear ran down her face as she thought of the things she wasn't telling her mother.

  She quickly wiped the tear away while still hugging her. When they broke their embrace, she felt her mother's soft lips on her forehead once more. Her mother eased up off her bed. Alexis walked to the door and turned around to get one more look at her daughter. She noticed that Shenice only had one sock on.

  "Hmmm." She said to herself as she walked out the room shutting the door behind her.

  Shenice sat up and cried from the secret she was keeping from her mother.

  Alexis walked to the master bedroom and opened the door and walked in. She turned her head to see Cassandra sitting up in bed with her laptop on her lap and signed in on her My Face account.