In My Heart the Will

Eleutherius

Chapter 6:Eleutherius: Perfer et obdura; dolor hic tibi proderit olim

In the last few hours Maron and I had been able to pinpoint Maverick’s exact location, but also found that there was no evidence linking him to any of the crimes.

“Fucking neat freak.” Passed through my lips when this information sank into my tissue of my brain, and then I took a look over my shoulder to find Susie watching me intently. I had given up on a child friendly language habit after accepting that Susie was a part of me.

The idea of simply driving or flying over to the crime scenes, nosing around, and finding scraps of evidence, however small ourselves did come up, but... it came with one slight risk. That risk being Wilhelm Larmonte finding out where we lived again.

My eyes veered over to where Jezze was sitting. Selectively (and not to mention creepily) silent and forever ghosting around in my peripheral vision, she was currently situated on the back of the couch.

“Beg your pardon?” War asked, disrupting my hallucination for a moment.

“Not you. Maverick.” I explained leisurely, looking back to the couch to see Jezze had moved again. With the fatigue that had drooped over me at a pace rivaling a turtle, I had gradually started to feel its effects take hold.

“Think about how Avent was found. Wilhelm is getting more desperate to satisfy his urges.” Bastien started in a voice and tone I had no choice but to listen to from my own new spot laid out on the couch. I had forgotten how I’d gotten here, but that only meant I needed sleep.

“It is going to continue and get worse. You need to get there and asses the crime scenes before that time. I bet that he’s on a plane to his next victim right now. Everyone of those people he killed... he killed because of you.” Thanks for the reminder Jezze. This made her smile, and I huffed and frowned in response.

“War... Maverick’s mad at me. He will soon let me know how mad he is through the bodies that are going to pop up next. They’re all about to face the same end as Avent if they don’t face a worse one first.” In the middle of my mental wandering, I had started laughing, and hadn’t even known until I saw the familiar expression on Dior’s face every time I temporarily lost control of my actions.

I don’t remember that night very well.

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After she drifted, I called for Lawrence to bring up a warm blanket for her and I discovered that I felt better knowing that she hadn’t drunk herself to sleep like so many other nights.

Jezebel was feeling guilty again and there was no doubt in my mind that most of it was caused by her hallucinations. She was too hard on herself. I think we both knew how much she needed a break but wouldn’t accept one until this man was caught. This wasn’t doing any good to her already out of whack sleeping pattern and I don’t think it really mattered to her.

I sent Lawrence out to collect any and all evidence he and a team of hired investigators that had no jurisdiction or ability to take over this case as their own could.

When I located Maverick’s current whereabouts through his laptop, I found that he had moved out of the country and was now in the Netherlands. As good of news as this was to hear for purposes revolving around Jezebel, I knew that his reasons were purely to get her hopes up about him leaving her alone because he was only there to stalk someone else for awhile to kill him/her or them. This was the first time he took a trip to the Netherlands, so he must have a plan of some sort for when he got there.

‘Must already know who he’s going after, where they live, and about how long it’ll take for him to gain their trust before he kills them. ‘