We hate Parents

2. Meeting the Giant

TW:Mention of murder

20. April 1976. My 17th Birthday is getting closer and I was so excited.

Nancy broke up with Bill 2 Months ago.

I felt so sorry for him and he really wasn't doing too well the first month but he is getting better.

We were living in a small but cozy apartment but right now we were in California with his FBI Partner Holden Ford.

I really liked him. He was a nice, handsome and very intelligent young man.

It was always interesting to listen to their discussions about their recent cases.

I sometimes was even allowed to help a little with looking at the crime scene photos to see if we could find something that would help with solving the case.

I was sitting on the small couch, where I was supposed to sleep, opposite of the two small beds where Bill and Holden sleep.

Bill blew out his cigarette smoke in disbelief.

"What?", Holden asked him.

I turned my head away from the TV and looked at the two men, listening closely to their Conversation.

"Really, what are you expecting to learn?"

Holden turned around to look at my uncle:"A killer who can't stop talking? It's a gift."

"A Gift, huh?", Bill asked, still not convinced.

"He made a severed head perform fellatio on him.", he continued talking.

Holden rolled his eyes and turned back to the mirror.

Bill continued:"His third victim was a 15-year old child, Holden."

Holden ignored him, checking his Tie.

"You don't wanna talk?", Bill asked him.

"So, basically, you just got me out here to carry your slide projector?", Holden said while fixing his suit.

I looked between both men with an amused face. It's always the same. They tease each other like that all the time.

"To help with the workload, yeah. The work we are sanctioned to do.", Bill said.

Holden leaned forward and looked directly at the older man through the mirror.

"Kemper doesn't interest you or is beneath you somehow?", he asked, not quite understanding his partner.

"A little of both."

I let out a short laugh and Bill looked at me with an amused grin.

"Think the tie's too much?", Holden asked. "What about the suit?"

"If anybody finds out you're a fed, there'll be a riot. Shepherd finds out you have been interviewing the Co-Ed Killer as a side project he will flip his shit", Bill casually answered.

Holden looked at me and I nodded, agreeing with my Uncle.

Then he said:"It's easier to ask for forgiveness than permission."

Bill looked away, annoyedly.

"Okay. If you gonna go in, you need to go in stone goddamn cold, get him by surprise, get the fuck out as quick as possible.", Bill said while sitting up.

"Good advice.", Holden nodded.

"Straight in there, don't phone, don't give them a chance to ask around."

Their Conversation went on like that a little longer and they made up a good plan for Holden to get in and out safely.

Holden put his gun on and Bill asked:"What are you doing?"