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Chapter 9 – Play again
They had suspended him.
Those fucking idiots had really suspended
him, even after he had spend three hours explaining that what he did
with David had been necessary to save the young woman's life. And it
wasn't even because they didn't believe him. No. The woman had told
them, that David had threatened her life if
Joel refused to do something.
They had sent him to
some fucking psychologist, who had come to the conclusion that he was
obsessed with catching David. During their talks Joel had vehemently
denied that and it hadn't even been a lie, since he wasn't obsessed
with catching David. Obsessed with David himself, well maybe.
But that hadn't been
the point. Hollis and the rest of his colleagues had insisted, that
he needed a little time off the job, to relax. And when he had
refused to take a vacation, they had simply suspended him. For his
own good, they had commented. As if they had any idea about what he
really needed.
David wouldn't work
with them anyway. It was their game and the rest of the FBI and the
police force were nothing more than unimportant exchangeable
side players. He was the only one, who would get a message from David
and he knew it.
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But contrary to his own
belief, Joel wasn't the only one who was aware of this fact. At the
police station, the combined FBI and police team was currently
meeting, discussing their further tactics for hunting David Allan
Griffin.
“It is almost certain, that he
will contact Campbell before he commits the next murder. In my
opinion the best course of action would be to constantly watch
Campbell's actions. Sooner or later he will get another message from
that bastard and lead us to him.”
“Why would he go after him
alone, when he has already been overpowered twice.” Mitch
Casper inquiringly looked at Detective Hollis. He was still a bit
confused about the whole scenario, that had taken place earlier.
Campbell had told them, that he hadn't attacked Griffin, because he
didn't want to endanger the hostage, but why had he gone to meet the
killer again, even after their last meeting had almost resulted in
his death.
“I think Campbell is after
some kind of personal revenge. As far as we know, Griffin has ruined
his FBI career. That might be a reason, why he is so obsessed with
catching Griffin.” The Detective was unaware of the one flaw in
his idea, that Mitch immediately pointed out.
“But if he was after revenge,
he would also take a gun with him.”
“Not if it would endanger the
hostage. No matter how intend he is on capturing Griffin, he has
always put the women's lives at top
priority.” No one amongst the assembled police and FBI forces
had the slightest idea about how far they were away from reality.
The lead FBI agent
added: “Detective Hollis' plan is the best we have at the
moment. We will stake his apartment out twenty-four hours a day. Two
people will constantly be on watch and if Griffin contacts him,
you'll follow him and call in reinforcements. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Detective Hollis, Agent
Casper, you two go first. Six hours, then the next team is due. Let's
go, gentlemen.”
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When they arrived at
the roof opposite Joel's living room window
it had already gotten dark. The air was chilly and Detective Hollis
cursed his bad luck for having been chosen for the first six hours.
Mitch sat next to him, trying to hide the fact that he was freezing
by hiding his mouth behind a thick blanket.
Currently there was
nothing remarkable to see, since Joel was asleep on his couch, an
empty whiskey glass and a dirty plate on
the couch table next to him. It was a complete waste of time. But
then Joel started to move in his sleep, obviously in the throes of a
nightmare.
His assumption was
proofed false, when Joel opened his eyes
and slid his hand under the waist band of his pants. Although they
were unable to hear him, they were still able to see his mouth open
and close in silent moans.
Looking over at the
younger agent next to himself, Hollis noted that he had sunk deeper
into the blankets, his face aflame with embarrassment.
Since he would likely have to work with Joel again as soon as his
suspension was ended, Hollis decided to spare him the embarrassment.
Otherwise he would probably blush and stammer every time Joel looked
at him.
“Mitch, there's a Seattle's
best down the street. I want a Cappuccino.”
Grateful
for the excuse the other agent scrambled away. Hollis continued to
watch the apartment. It was a pity, that they hadn't had time to
install a microphone in the flat, since he would have liked to know,
whom Joel was fantasizing about. The truth would have shocked him
more than he could ever guess.
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“DAVID.”
Panting heavily, Joel
tried to snap out of his post-orgasmic bliss, the pictures of their
dance still replaying in his head. He needed to see David again. That
he was suspended from his duty made things
slightly easier, since he didn't have to pretend to hate the killer
anymore. While he cleaned himself off with some tissues, his doorbell
rang.
Quickly composing
himself into being presentable, Joel walked
over to the door. Like he had expected a delivery boy waited for him,
a small white envelope in his hand. As soon as he held the letter in
his hands, he shut the door in the boy's face. Anticipation curling
in his stomach, he ripped it open finding a sheet of paper and a
photo.
Carelessly he put the
photo of a blonde woman aside. David wouldn't kill her, before he
arrived anyway, since he needed her to keep their game in motion.
Joel would have liked to just cast away all pretense and run together
with David, but that would make him a wanted criminal too and he
wasn't ready to take that step. Yet. Concentrating on the sheet of
paper, he quickly scanned the message there.
Hello, my love!
I have a little
present for you. She's waiting in the warehouse next to the one,
Polly waited for you.
Hurry. I'm feeling
impatient at the moment
David
His
heart soaring at the endearment, Joel grabbed his jacket and stormed
out of his apartment. He couldn't wait to see David again, to hear
him, taste him and feel his hands sliding over his skin. Jumping into
his car, he speed down the streets, ignoring traffic lights and
everything else.
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From
his look-out post Detective Hollis cursed. He had seen the picture of
the girl, but he was too far away to read the letter. Assuming that
Joel was on his way to Griffin, Hollis ran down the fire stairs. He
didn't have the time to wait for Mitch or he would loose Joel in the
thick evening traffic.
Driving
as fast as he dared in the traffic, Hollis tried to keep up with
Joel.
TBC...
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