The S.N. Killer Page 9

  "Maybe he went out or is in the hotel lobby getting a drink." The clerk replied.

  "Do you have the master card key? I need you to open this door. If he's not there, we'll go." Lauren stated.

  "Yes, I do have a master key." The clerk said as she slides the key through the slot.

  Lauren and Alexis put their hands on their guns that were in the holster on their waist.

  "Step to the side." Alexis said to the clerk as she pushed open the door.

  She and Lauren made their way into the room. The smell of cooked food and burnt candles hit their nostrils. Alexis turned her head and could see candles burn down to nothing or coming to the end still lit. Lauren's head began to spin.

  The room was just like she had seen in her dream. Alexis and Lauren both drew their guns as they got closer to the bed. Lauren looked on in a daze as she stared at the bed and the man on it with his neck chopped open and blood seeping from where his nut sack should have been. Next to him was a woman with a huge chunk cut out of her left thigh. The clerk walked in and her eyes popped wide open and screamed.

  "Ahhhh!"

  "Get out of this room. It's now a crime scene!" Alexis yelled.

  The clerk back pedaled with her hands up, holding her mouth, terrified at what she just saw.

  "Here put this on." Alexis said passing a pair of latex gloves to Lauren and pulled another pair out of her jacket pocket and puts them on.

  "I'm going to call this in, Lauren." Alexis said as she watched her partner stand there mesmerized.

  "Lauren, snap out of it. I have never seen you like this before." Alexis said as she picked up her cell phone and called the precinct.

  "This is Detective Alexis Lovett badge number 5-7- 10- 4. I have a 187

  across the street at the Aloft Hotel, room 402, two dead bodies." Alexis said to the operator.

  "No, she's still alive, Alexis." Lauren replied as sweat dripped down her forehead.

  "You sure? She looks dead." Alexis replied.

  "Just check her pulse." Lauren responded.

  Alexis put two fingers on the woman's neck.

  "Your right, there's a heartbeat. The clerk said this room was reserved to a Mr. Stewart. Well, I looked at his New York picture I.D. and the woman's I.D. and they are husband and wife. So, this is a homicide. It won't be our case and we can find out what happened whenever Miss Anna wakes up." Alexis stated.

  "No, you're wrong, Alexis. This was done by the S.N. Killer. Look at her leg and his body. I just know when Lynise goes to their apartment and checks both of their online accounts, we will see that they were both set up to meet someone they were talking to online, but was tricked and ended up in the same room as part of the S.N. Killer's plan. The woman won't be answering any questions because she won't be waking up any time soon. She was put in a medical coma by some type of anesthetic he is using. He overdosed her on purpose because he felt sorry for her." Lauren said while staring at the couple on the bed.

  Alexis looked at her with a puzzled look on her face. Wondering how she knew all of that and was it all true? Ten minutes later, the room was full of police officers and the forensic science team.

  "Come on let's head to the victim's apartment." Alexis said with Lynise and Lauren by her side as they walked out of the hotel lobby.

  Lauren turned her head and watched the EMT technicians loading Anna's unconscious body into the ambulance. All three of the ladies jumped in the dark blue Dodge Charger. In a few minutes, they pulled over to a building on 107th Street and 3rd Avenue with two, blue and white police cars following them. They walked up to building 42 and rang the doorbell number 2B.

  "Yes, who is it?" a young man said through the intercom.

  "It's Detective Pittman and Loveit. We have to talk to you about your parents. Please, open the door." Lauren said.

  "Okay." The young boy replied and buzzed them into the buildings front door.

  Alexis and Lauren walked through the door followed by four uniformed police officers to the apartment door. The door opened and a young tall brown skin complexion boy that looked to be no older than nineteen years old stood there.

  "Hi, like I said, I'm Detective Lauren Pittman and this is my partner Alexis Loveit. We need to come in. Are you home alone?" Lauren asked.

  "No, I'm watching my two younger brothers, their sixteen and twelve. I'm nineteen. What do you have to tell me about my parents? Are they okay?" He asked Lauren and Alexis.

  Lauren and Alexis looked at each other then stepped into the apartment along with the rest of the officers. Lynise went straight to work checking the computer and laptop that were in the house. She hooked it up to her state of the art laptop and hacked their passwords in a matter of seconds. She was logged into their My Face accounts looking in their inbox messages.

  Alexis broke the bad news to the older son that his father had been murdered and his mother was in a coma. He broke down in tears and was told that he and his brothers would have to stay with their aunt until they hear otherwise when their mother awakens from the coma.

  Afterwards, Lauren sat in the car quiet while Alexis drove.

  "Those poor boys, they’re the ones that are really losing out and going to feel the pain." Alexis stated.

  "The scary part is that Lauren was right." Lynise said from the back seat with her laptop flipped open resting on her lap as she searched through profiles.

  “Both the victims were talking to somebody that had a fake profile and I can't trace the other user. So, it's only one person that can do that and that's our S.N. Killer. He set up a profile that looked so real with forty pictures or more and with twenty-two messages from Anna's husband going back and forth to a profile set with a twenty-two year old female. The messages told him to rent a room on his debit card and tell the hotel clerk to hold the key for her and she would be waiting for him naked in the bed before he gets there." Lynise said.

  As Lynise talked to them, Lauren's mind flashed back to everything in her nightmare and how it played out. She could still see Mr. Stewart walking in all horny and smiling as if he was going to get some, but it ended up to only being paralyzed and have his testicles chopped off and ate. Poor Anna was crying and confused not knowing what was going on. A thought hit Lauren's mind. '

  If the nightmare I had tonight really happened, what about that woman in the Bronx on 183rd Avenue? Did that really happen as well? I have to find out.'

  Lauren said to herself then said to the girls.

  "We need to stop in the Bronx on 183rd Avenue. I think I know of another murder the S.N. Killer might have done." Lauren said.

  "We can't right now, Lauren. We have to go to the address we’re those two sixteen year old girls were last said to have been going. We have to meet our suspect, R.J. Medford then fill out a report for the case in the hotel tonight." Alexis replied.

  Fourteen minutes later, they pulled up to a townhouse on West 131st and Adam Clayton Powell Jr. Blvd.

  “Lynise, you stay in the car on this one. Lauren and I will handle this one.”

  Alexis said while grabbing a cream folder with the suspect's picture and information along with the two missing girl's pictures. They hopped out of the car and walked up the side walk. Alexis grabbed Lauren by the arm.

  "Hold up, we need to talk." She said.

  "What about?" Lauren replied.

  "You know damn well what about. You keep talking about these nightmares you are having." Alexis replied.

  "But Alexis, the nightmares are real. I don't understand it myself. I feel like I'm losing my damn mind." Lauren responded.

  "Well, that's what everyone will think that you are losing your damn mind if you keep saying that shit out loud to anyone other than me and Lynise. As women, we work too hard to get where we are in our careers and I'm not about to lose that.

  It's hard enough as it is to get these men to respect us and take us seriously as if a sexy, beautiful woman can't be strong and smart. We can't mess up what we have worked so long and hard for with talks of
nightmares. I don't know how you knew about the hotel murders, but you did. I have your back partner, always have and always will, but let's keep this nightmare stuff on the down low, okay?" Alexis said while looking in her eyes.

  "You're right partner. I got you and understand clearly now let's see if this fucker is having sex with underage girls and keeping them in his house." Lauren replied as they walked to the front door of the townhouse overhearing loud music blasting from within. Lauren rang the doorbell three times.

  "Who in the fuck is it?" A voice booms from behind the door.

  "It's Detective Pitman and Lovett open up. We need to speak to a R.J.

  Medford."

  The door opened up and a six foot, light skin complexion man with a thick beard around his face stood there. Lauren and Alexis both seen the picture and this was their suspect.

  “Mr. Medford?" Alexis asked.

  "Yeah, that's me. What's the problem? I don't like talking to five-o." R.J.

  replied.

  "Well, I don't give a fuck who you like talking too. That's not my concern.

  My concern is if you have you seen these two young girls? These girls are only sixteen years old" Alexis said while holding up pictures of the two missing girls.

  R.J. looked at the pictures and stared deeply at it. Lauren studied his facial expression.

  "Naw, I haven't seen them or know them." R.J. replied while closing the front door.

  Lauren stuck her foot in the door stopping it from shutting.

  "Yo, what the fuck, I just said I don't know them or seen them!" R.J shouted while reopening the door.

  "What if I said you’re fucking lying? Your Twitts screen name is Young Bossez and you been talking to them on Twitts for some time now. And they were last known to be coming to your place two days ago. One of their friends that were also supposed to come confirmed it!” Alexis shouted.

  R.J. stood there with his jaw dropped in shock.

  “Ummm, I talk to a lot of women on Twitts. So, I can't really tell you anything." He said while trying to cover up the nervousness and shock on his face.

  "Listen, I know you’re lying and that they came here. So, where the hell are they?" Lauren said through clenched teeth.

  "Listen, you pigs can't prove shit. So, I'm going back in my house which you can't come in without a warrant. I know my rights, so bye." R.J. replied and shut the door.

  "He's lying, Alexis. I saw it all over his face. Those girls are here. I can feel it." Lauren said.

  "You're right, Lauren, but we need a warrant to go in his place. I say we set up a stake out and watch his comings and goings. He will slip up real fast." Alexis replied as they turned around and began to walk down the townhouse stairs then a strong smell hit both of their noses.

  Alexis and Lauren turned and looked at each other. Being police officer's for sixteen years, they both knew the smell all too well. They sniffed the air to see where it was coming from. They walked to the sidewalk in front of the townhouse where there were seven black garbage bags on the curve waiting to get picked up by the garbage truck early in the morning. Lauren and Alexis both pulled out police issued pocket knives from the side of their belts and bent down and started cutting open the garbage bags and moving them to the side.

  "Come help me with this one Lauren." Alexis said as she cut through a bag that was doubled up with five more bags.

  Lauren moved over next to Alexis and began to help her cut open the bags.

  Every time they cut through it, there was another layer to cut through.

  "Okay, I think this is it." Alexis said as her and Lauren cut through what they hoped was the last layer of the garbage. The hot stink smell rushed out of the bag and into their faces.

  "Oh God! Ghaa!" Alexis hollered as she coughed from the smell.

  She used a piece of her shirt raising the collar up to cover her mouth and nose to block the smell. Lauren did the same as they tore the bag open some more and felt as if they were about to vomit as they studied what they were now looking at.

  "I guess we were right. We knew that smell no matter where we're at."

  Alexis mumbled through the piece of shirt that covered her mouth and nose as Lauren and she looked at the body of the sixteen year old girl they were looking for.

  The girl was curled up in a ball as if she was stuffed in the garbage bag by force. She was naked and there were maggots eating through her eyes and covering her body, wiggling around eating her flesh.

  Lynise got out the back seat of the car and walked up next to Alexis and Lauren to see what had their attention.

  "Oh Lord, I see we have another victim." Lynise said as she pulled out a pair of latex gloves from the white lab coat she had on and put them on. She bent down and grabbed one of the wiggling maggots and studied it.

  "Well, from the look at my little friend here, she has been dead for a day and a half." Lynise stated.

  "How is that possible? She's rotten and decomposed so fast." Lauren replied.

  "It's the heat Lauren, from the poor child being in layered garbage bags it made her decompose even faster. That leaves me to ask where the other victim is, if this one is out and in front of the suspect's home." Lauren questioned to no one in particular.

  "I bet any amount of money she's in there and now we have a reason to search and rush that asshole's house. Lynise, you call it in. Tell them we need back up A.S.A.P." Alexis said as she pulled her Heckler 9mm from the holster on her waist and Lauren did the same pulling out her Taurus 9mm.

  "What? You two are not going to wait for back up?" Lynise asked in shock.

  "No! We don't have time. We already knocked on his door. So, he knows we're on to him. It's just a matter of time before he kills the next victim if he hasn't done so already." Lauren replied.

  "And besides back up will be here in a matter of seconds, once you make the call, so do it now!" Alexis shouted.

  Lynise quickly ran back to the car and picked up the police radio and called it in. Alexis and Lauren walked back up the townhouse front stairs.

  "So, what's our move, partner? Should we knock or kick the shit out of the fucking door?" Lauren asked with her gun raised high aiming at the door.

  "No, I got a better idea. Hold my gun." Alexis said while passing Lauren her gun and then dug inside her brown leather jacket pocket and pulled out a small black case.

  "You're not going to do what I think you are, are you?" Lauren said.

  "Yep, you know I'm good at this shit and who knows what will happen if we kick in the door or knock on it. It's best we sneak in." Alexis replied while opening the small back case to reveal seven small chrome tools.

  She pulled two of them out and stuck them inside the door keyhole. She shook and moved the tools around until she felt what she was looking for then pushed and twisted real hard and a clicking sound could be heard.

  "That's one down and one more to go." She said as she worked her magic on the next lock and the door slowly crept open.

  Alexis quickly put the tools back in the black case and inside her jacket pocket and Lauren passed her gun back to her.

  "You ready, partner?" Alexis asked.

  "I sure am." Lauren responded as they cautiously entered the house.

  Loud rap music could be heard blasting through the whole house. Lauren pushed open another door that leads them deeper inside.

  "The music is coming from inside this door right here." Alexis said as they stood in front of a door.

  "This door leads to the basement.”

  They cautiously walked down the stairs and stopped in their steps when the music lowered and they could hear what sounded like four men arguing.

  "Yo, it's my turn. You already went three times today and I paid you twenty dollars to let me smash for an hour or better, nigga." Alexis and Lauren heard one voice yell.

  "Fucking five-o just came to my door that means we all got to bust all the nuts we can into that little bitch before we get rid of her like we did with the other one. Before we ge
t hot, you feel me?" The other voice shouted back.

  That voice Alexis and Lauren already knew belonged to R.J. from speaking to him at the door a few seconds ago. R.J. walked to a back room and opened the door to see one of his friends humping in and out of a young girl that had both her hands tied up by a sheet on her wrist to a head board.

  "Get out and go wait with the others!" R.J. yelled.

  His friend turned around and got two more strokes in and sucked his teeth as he slides out the young girl.

  "Damn nigga, I didn't even cum." He said as he pulled up his jeans then puts on his shirt and brushed past R.J. and shuts the door and walked to where the other two men were standing.

  "Yo, that bitch's pussy is the truth, the younger the sweeter. I'm just mad this fool. R.J. didn't let me finish beating that bitch's pussy up."

  "Yeah, me too, R.J. is on some bullshit sometimes." Another one of the men replied.

  "Let's do this, Alexis." Lauren said in a whisper as they witnessed enough.

  Alexis shook her head letting her know she was ready. They rushed down the stairs with their guns drawn.

  "Freeze NYPD, no one fucking move!" Alexis shouted catching the three men off guard.

  All three of them looked around for a place to run and realized, they were trapped. So, they put up their hands.

  "You have these three, Lauren? I'm going to get R.J.'s fucking ass." Alexis stated.

  "Yeah, I'm good." Lauren replied while keeping her gun aimed at the three men while taking in everything in the room.

  The basement was set up to be a hang out spot. There was a big flat screen T.V., an Xbox 360 game system, a couch, no carpet on the floor (even though it badly needed it), and a black coffee table with weed and weed bags and backwoods on it.

  Alexis slowly crept to the door that was a few feet from her. She put her ear to it and listened for a moment while loud moans could be heard through it.

  Destiny cried and moaned out of pain. Her pussy was sore from being raped for three days and a half. All she could think of, is how could this be happening to her? These things only happen in books or movies, never in real life. She just wanted to chill out because she was bored and met him off line with him and his friends and her girls. They raped and beat me and Shonda as soon as we got to his place. Shonda fought back. They all kicked and punched her until R.J. kicked her in the neck and she stopped moving. Destiny thought to herself as R.J. continued to pound in and out of her. She could still see her friend's face and what they did next to her. They picked her naked body off the floor while one of them wrapped a towel around her neck and held her up in the air choking her. Shonda's body shook and went into convulsions as one of them grabs her legs and pulls down making her lose oxygen faster, and then she died. They stuffed her body into garbage bags as if she was nothing but trash. Destiny cried out in pain, more for the loss of her friend being killed, than the pain she was feeling over and over by each of R.J.'s friends and him. R.J. stopped pumping.