happy families :: m.g.c.

0.4

doctor fields wrote notes down in her notebook as michael told her about how he had set up the massacre at the fair.

"you know how a while ago, about four months, there was a prison break and the police managed to get everyone back inside but thirteen inmates? yeah, that was me. those thriteen owed me for helping them get out of prison so i got them to help me with the fair but they also enjoyed the chance to get their hands dirty. i paid them too for their help like the gentleman i am and to help them flee the state and or country.

"that was the twenty third of may. we had eighty three days to complete the carnival. or two months and twenty two days, or one thousand nine hundred ninety two hours, or one hundred nineteen thousand five hundred eighteen minutes, or seven million one hundred seventy one thousand nine hundred thirty four seconds."

"that's very specific."

"in this business, you have to be precise. over look one small detail and you could have to watch crumble around your feet."

"like how you let miss hood go and then she turned you in?"

"yes. just like that. i should have told one of the others to kill her but i was too in the moment. i looked over one detail and it all fell apart."

"interesting. so why didn't you kill miss hood when you had the chance?"

"i don't like to kill people younger than thirteen and older than nineteen. but sometimes i have to make an acception."

"why?"

"i think that's enough for today, don't you, emma?"

"how do you know my first name?" doctor fields started to become anxious over the fact that she had sent the guards away and that she was sitting in a dark room with an insane murderer.

"see, that's the thing, emma. instead of asking me what i know, you should be asking me what i don't know."

"fine, okay. what don't you know?"

michael got up from the uncomfortable leather chair and leaned down to doctor fields' ear.

"when the guards will find your body." he whispered into her ear. michael grabbed the ballpoint pen poised in her hand and plunged it into her warm neck.

phase one of his plan was complete.