Stranger's Call

Part Six

I’ll kill them, I swear I will and I will make sure they feel every bit of it as soon as I get my hands on them, I will! How dare they try to escape? How dare they think they have a chance? I was taking such good care of them too, and look how they show their appreciation! (Yell) 

Pulling the wooden furniture and throwing it against the locked door without much care for the noise that followed it, the kidnapper pulled out a bottle of medical alcohol. He poured the solution over the wood and stared at it in terrible anger and annoyance. There was also the slightest bit of fear inside him as well at the thought of being found at having lost track of the girls in the first place. He did not try to think of it.

No one will find out. I won’t let them. He took a step closer to the soaked and broken wood and pulled out a set of matches from his pocket. Lighting one before throwing it into the pile. Immediately the wood sprang into flames. He took a step back, ignoring the smell of burning wood and alcohol. The room burned freely before him and he smiled as he watched. 

Now, I’ll finish the job and take care of both those idiots when I find them. He turned in thought, pulling out a ringlet of about half a dozen keys. Some opened the filing cabinets he had spaced out in the first floor of the abandoned hospital. The largest unlocked the two main entrances and or exits of the bottom floor and the last opened the lock of the rood door. All three were carefully chained and locked at every visit, to insure no escape could be made and monitored.

He had checked the emergency entrance's doors as soon as he realized the bitches had managed to evade him. He hadn’t bothered with the roof door, the alarms set for fire safety still worked after the hospital had been abandoned. If they somehow had managed to get it open, he would know fairly quickly. It left only the front door, which he knew was as readily locked, leaving him confident that they hadn’t yet managed to find their way out. He smiled, the Cheshire cat-like smile, in thought. 

They’re trapped like little mice inside a mousetrap. How thrilling the search will be, once I make sure no one realizes it first, of course. He pulled his sweater sleeve up, noticing the hour. 8:50. Twelve hours before the others came to pick up the girl, six before Burton made his pitstop for the parts. I still have time to enjoy this. His laugh echoed in the hall as he stood watching the slightly blue tinged flames rise before him, at a safe distance. 

   
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The detective stared at the woman as she walked closer, posed in a red button down and denim navy blue jeans. Her black hair was tied back in a ponytail, her noticeable cheekbones and pretty smile were evident to the dispatcher. Detective Lemer held a hand out and smiled at Diana  as she approached. Her bright blue eyes were piercing and analyzing and they seemed to take in Diana’s character swiftly as she walked forward. The dispatcher carefully clasped the detective's hand and shook it politely before they released one another. 

“I was told you wanted to talk to me, Mrs. Sheman?” Detective Lemer gestured for the slightly older woman to sit in the free chair placed before her desk. She did so, placing her large purse across her lap as she nodded in answer. The detective sat behind her desk, folded her hands as she waited, curiously. 

The cluster of police officers in and out of uniform surrounded the women as they stared across at one another. Diana measured the glance of the detective, unsure where to begin. She cleared her throat, deciding with the truth. “Yes, I uh...well I wanted to come in and discuss the missing girls case you called me about.” The detective indicated she was aware with one nod before she continued: “After you called this morning, my head hasn’t been able to get around anything but that day she went missing. I haven’t been able to think about anything else today, wondering about those girls. Megan is only two years older than my own daughter and I couldn’t imagine what I’d do if my daughter went missing.”