The Blood Thirsty Killer

Chapter 3

Narrator's POV...
I'm going to be here for long babies😂🔥!Maggie's still got ya'll.
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The door thumped and went wide open to receive one fine man. He marched in with his satiny boots that made the perfect rhythm along with the floor, well kept boots I should say. The normally bland looking green police regalia suddenly looked like it needed him to look just like the perfect cloth. A whole 6'5 foot tall man waltzed in and had the lady cops drooping saliva all over. His hair was very well maintained with a high fade cut and his ginger hair colour just has to be the peak of it all. This hunk had no facial hair,  he was clean shaven and this made his emerald eyes come through and show out so well. The man just had to be a killer with his bow shaped lips toned with pink, talk of a person who just looks perfected with freckles on their nose and below the eyed. Man God took his time to carve this masterpiece. His tag spelt out Kirmit Freddy,  he was apparently signed over to come nab the killer in Carnier Street. Kirmit had a while deal of meat, perfected biceps if I must say (turn me into a princess and make him my princess charming already 😂!)

Kirmit's POV
I threw wide the doors to the premises the only way I know how to (I kicked it obviously!). Wearing my resting hunk face, I walked in and was met by lady cops all fazed and dizzy. I'm guessing, judging by how their mouths water that they've never seen them as well crafted as me. This however is not my main mission here, I came to pin down the serial killer. This case is a big and famous one so it could get me all the way to the top at the snap of a finger. This therefore meant the ladies could have their mouths water for all I care but they won't bag me. I broke the weird silence by a tiny croak and greeted the whole whole office awaiting to be introduced by the head of the area's police. Took him long but he broke the ice, making sure the Bonnington Police Station officers were familiar with the motive behind my transfer to this place. A few minutes forward I was being given an excursion of the premises and shown my own office. I was offered a tour in the area I was investigating,Carnier Street, I guess starting early before officially reporting isn't that bad. We pulled one of the station's SUV's and hit the road. The street was really as bad as they marked it out and worse too. My eyes came across all the paintings and how they all looked distorted. These eyes never stopped wondering as we kept moving. Eight minutes down, we were going past the Droop Mansion (who does not know that place?). My eyes however saw something odd this time. I was met by a shining light from one window of the mansion. For sure that is not alarming but accompany that with the shrieks of a person and motion that gave out vibes that a person was being slit?I know you'd be thinking the same as me right now for sure. Definitely you would too so I opened the window and screamed at the window in the Droop Mansion where I saw all this and a neon hair band just turned and what looked like a body was thrown down. I was unarmed but this seemed like a pointer so I stopped the SUV driver and jumped out before it completely stopped. Luckily the door to the mansion was not locked. I was right to imagine that the killer has strikes because this mansion apparently has never been visited since the murder incident 2 years back. Rushing in, I made sure to be as sneaky as possible, although I had already hinted minutes back by screaming. The whole mansion felt uninhabited but there was no time to pay close attention to that so I just ran to the place I has presumed the onslaught took place in. I kicked the door open and it fell down because the premises was already old and worn out. The door fell sure, but I saw a human figure jump off the window and get engulfed by the atmosphere outside. There was no point in running after them, they already has time and speed's advantage so I ran to the body on the floor. No hope for them, they were wiped off the face of the earth. I searched through the body and felt a warmth on the left hand, lifted it and saw an engraving that said "the thirst never dries out". Still disoriented, I heard my head of Bonnington police,Commissioner Kennedy walk in from the back. "That is how your target, the serial killer marks their prey," he said to me as he dialled the office for backup. It took ten minutes and the Droop Mansion had a yellow tape around it classifying it as a crime scene. The body was carried away by the paramedics to go certify death at the hospital. We walked out exhausted and were met by the press and they bombarded us with questions. I became the target soon after, they asked of what my transfer to Bonnington guarantees to the Carnier Street residents. "We hope to put an end to this very soon,"honestly that was the best response at that moment. Man these guys never get tired, that answer gave way to more questions aimed like bullets to me. We had no choice but to begin worming our way to escape the hungry press until we entered our SUV and took off. It was not my first day officially and I had not reported duty but all this was spiralling out of control already. All in all, that was how my introduction to Bonnington went, very straining. I got to the house I was given to stay in during my service and luckily it was cleaned already and I had a helper. I ran a hot bubble bath for myself and popped my favourite bottle of champagne, JC Leroux and poured into a glass just to loosen my nerves. I got out after 20 minutes slipped into my pyjamas and hopped onto bed after wearing my favourite pair of sleep socks(yes I wear socks in my sleep hehe). Night crawled in fast and that bed became my companion for hours until my five o'clock alarm went off to wake me up. I knew my routine was to begin so I grabbed my gym outfit,kicks my stop watch and went out for a run. This was a long and tricky one, I was new in Bonnington so I had to familiarise myself with the new route. I ran for about 10 minutes and stopped to stretch. While cooling down with minor stretches I spotted a dark dressed person looking at me from across the road (that was so creepy). They stood there, arms in the pocket of their hoodie and waited for me to run off so I did (not in fright though). Probably another junkie,  I thought as I brushed the thought of them off and walked into my house once I reached home. An hour later I was fully dressed in my uniform and making my way to the station after having breakfast in my Mazda CX-5. Immediately when I walked in I asked for the system hacker to come to my office. I had noticed that the Droop Mansion was next to a traffic light that usually must have a CCTV camera installed in it so I called Danny, the hacker to manipulate it (the traffic light cameras)and see what I could gather. Honestly  I wanted this case to be solved and shut very soon. Danny tapped on his laptop and his finger tips clicking against the keyboard was the only sound in my office as I paced silently behind him. "Bingo!" He screamt triumphantly, catching my attention as my eyes neared the screen. He managed to hack the system of the cameras, all that was left was to search into the files for the Droop Mansion angle. My eyes beamed with hope until our screen was filled by the letters "the thirst  never  dries out," the same letters that marked the dead person from yesterday. The killer beat us to the cameras and wiped off any trace of themselves,  smart move. I could explode right now and take all my anger out on Danny or possibly choke the life out of him but this was not his fault neither did he deserve all the things I  thought of doing to him. I told him to excuse me and when he shut the door after him my inner rage drove me to the edge and I wiped off everything on my table. My one lead to this thirst driven killer became a dead end meaning I was back to square one again. What will it take to finally smash this case because it's been a day only and I'm already growing crazy because I hate losing my pointers so easily. Were they really that sneaky?

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