𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎

Chapter 14

"I hope everything goes as planned, Vince. I don't want to hear from the recording device your murder."
"Don't worry Moira, I still want to live so I can see that stupid cunt face in my arrest. And if we have luck enough, in jail."
"Did you put all the stuff underneath your clothes?"
"Yes, I did. I hope they don't notice."
"There's a big probably of eventual searching in your pockets. Or even they'll use metal detector."
"Nah, Nikki trusts me. So, I don't think that's gonna happen."
"Okay, smartass. Your time to shine."
"When's gonna be the arrest and where?"
"You have to tell me. You're the one who can talk with Nikki anytime about anything."
"It's not that easy."
"Let me guess, you suspect he's hiding something else."
"Each day I suspect everything more and more and just now I realize I slowly turn into you."
"Wow, so I'm a good influence?"
"Of course you are. I'm feeling several steps closer to Nikki's arresting."
"I'm sorry to inform you that but I want this son of a bitch for me. I hope you understand."
"Well, at least I'm gonna reveal myself, right? I can't wait to see his reaction when he realizes who actually I am."
"After the party, you have to make him come with you to our bar. You have to be sure he's with the maximum of two people. If John Corabi decides to join in, it's gonna be even greater than expected."
"Okay, I'll try. But what if he changes his mind?"
"Lie that you have to call someone. You're going to call me and tell me how many people you need. I'll come with them too."
"This night seems promising."
"I feel it as well."

As Vince was heading to Nikki's party, he checked out the microphone. Everything seemed to be working. When he reached the main door he saw Nikki's buddies smiling at him like he was some friend. What a relief for Vince that they didn't search him for something. He freely went down the stairs to the basement club. In comparison to the gold living room, the basement was full of black leather coaches and black tables. The walls were white but the lights weren't bright enough to tell if they were really white or grey. Vince knew the room from his only time visiting. Nikki called him one night and told him he needed a friend. Vince was in the police station so he had to put the disguise as fast as possible.

Vince saw Nikki and some curly black haired guy talking about something. Then they both came to Vince and sat down the couch.
"Victor, that's my buddy John."
"Victor Ramirez, nice to meet you."
"John Corabi."
"So, what's the tonight's show, John? I know you have so many crazy ideas." Nikki asked obviously excited.
"Knife stabbing."
"Wow, Uno momento por favor... I don't think I understand."
"Hahaha, you're still new to this kind of stuff." Nikki laughed.
"Wait, are you going to stab someone?"
"Well, mostly women. Hahaha, take it easy, I'm gonna pick up some girls for you." John said.
"John, since Victor is still new to this thing will you let him do what he wants with the girls? I mean, he may still don't have the guts to kill anyone."
"Well, I thought you would fuck them, not kill them." Vince said slightly triggered.
"Well, John actually is not into anyone else right, my asexual buddy?" Nikki mocked John.
"Nikki, compadre, please tell me that you don't kill people."
"Well, I wanted to tell you something from a long time. Once you asked me about those three detectives. Well, I did it. I killed them." Vince felt his heart racing as the microphone recorded every single thing they said.
"Are you gonna kill detective Adams?" Vince felt obligated to ask again.
"I have another plans for that slut."

Moira heard through the eavesdropping device everything. When she heard Nikki's voice, she started wondering whether she had heard that voice before. Mick Mars immediately started taking notes.
"Moira, you can call Vince now. I don't want to hear how those pricks are torturing women. Tell him that 50 cop cars are coming to Nikki's mansion."
"You're right, inspector Mars. I don't want to hear that either." Moira picked her phone and dialed Vince. The fact that Moira suggested Vince to change her contact name was something small, but brilliant. She couldn't allow Vince to get caught before the big moment. Vince finally picked up the phone.
"What's going on? Why you're calling me?"
"50 cop cars are on their way to the mansion. We have everything recorded."
"That's great, man. May I congratulate you later? I have press conference with my buddies."
"Good job, detective Neil. I'm coming to arrest this motherfucker. Also, you should know that the recording device is going to work still. So many things can happen while the cops arrive."
"Thanks, have a nice evening too."

"Who called you?" Nikki asked.
"My cousin. He won the lottery and I was the first person in his contacts so..." Vince was better liar than Nikki and he knew it.
"Wow, but why you told them you're having press conference?" John asked suspiciously.
"Maybe because I lied to my family I'm in the other half of the planet. I hate these motherfuckers." Vince got prepared for any situation possible.
"Wow, I thought i was the only one with family issues." Nikki confessed.
"Well, whatever. So, what are we going to do?"
"It's time for fun. Nikki, let's take the drugs and give them to the girls. Victor, if you're lucky enough, you can do that the next time you come here. Now you're only gonna watch."