Doll Maker

Part 2

A few days have passed and in that time, not only has Angel gotten settled in Cherri's apartment, but he's also managed to get a new job.

He was looking around the clothes at this cool clothing store in the mall and giving off fashion advice. It apparently impressed the store manager and she hired him.

This made him happy because now he could pay half the rent, Cherri said he didn't have to but that was when he was jobless, so now he was able to pull his weight around.

Angel was sitting on the couch, TV playing some sitcom, phone in hand as he checks his social media.

He scrolls through, when a message pops up. He groans, it was from Valentino.

Dick Head: Angel darling, where are you, you know I love you so come back to me

Angel rolls his eyes and blocks his number, why didn't he block him before?

He tosses his phone to the coffee table and lays down with a groan. Why couldn't the asshole just leave him alone, he was never going back to him.

As he lays there, Cherri walks in dressed in her bouncer uniform. She worked at this night club that was pretty popular.

"Hey, I just got called in to work, the guy who worked the afternoons called in sick so they're making me come in." said Cherri, fixing her shirt.

"Are you kidding, wasn't today supposed to be your day off?" asked Angel.

She nods when the TV suddenly changes to breaking news.

"This just in, The Doll Maker has struck again. As you know, our city has been plagued for two years by the horrific deaths done by serial killer, the Doll Maker. His victims seem to always be random but killed in all the same ways. Their organs are removed with the exception of the heart lungs and brain, and they're stuffed to finally be dressed and arranged and finally left in public to be found." said the reporter.

"Jesus, they struck again?" asked Cherri, sitting next to her friend.

"I don't know, but it freaks me out that there's no pattern." said Angel.

He's heard about the Doll Maker since they made their debut in the city two years ago.

It was horrific what they did, turning people into living dolls and yes, they were still alive when found. That's why they left those organs in the body, to keep them alive till the stuffing inside absorbed all the blood.

It was a slow and gruesome death.

"The police have identified the victim as Mimzy Glam, a young woman who worked as a waitress at the Devil's Horn Night Club. She was reported missing last week by some co-workers as she missed her next shift. Police ask that if anyone saw anything, they call them right away." said the reporter.

"Wait, it was Mimzy, shit, I wandered what happened to her." said Cherri.

"Damn, are you sure it's safe to go in?" asked Angel.

"Sadly yes, there will be police there so I'll be fine, but I was wondering, do you think you could buy the groceries, I was going to but then I was called in." said Cherri.

"Sure thing, bitch, just let me grab my taser." said Angel.

He gets off the couch to head to his room to grab his bag, wallet and taser. He pets Fat Nuggets on his way out to see Cherri holding his phone.

"Keep this on you, I'll see you for dinner." said Cherri.

Angel nods and walks out the door with her before heading off. Luckily the store was just a five minute drive away, so he's not too worried.