Two Faces One Escape (Re-editing)

Chapter Forty Six( Last chapter) 🥺😔

Diana Tiffany Parker
46 years old
Jacksonville, Florida 📍
A month later

Looking at the man, she nods writing down everything he said. It was said that certain people can help these people. As a person with illnesses, I think I fit the criteria well.

"And my w-wife has left again." The woman nodded as the man looked around her office in worry. "Mr. Garrett, your wife passed a few years ago sir." Shaking his head in rebuttal, she nods while he dropped a tear. "W-what date?"

"February 13th."

Looking through the journals I keep of my patients, I smile seeing my younger client express his gratitude for helping him. He was only six years old at the time when he first started and now he's twelve. Seeing his parents being murdered was tough on the poor boy and he needed help. At first it was hard but I can say I'm now more mature in my work now. "Hm." Picking up the journal, she looks seeing another boy. "Omari." Looking through the journal, a page catches her attention.

"Oh my gosh." Reading closely, she covers her mouth in horror as she read it. "Oh no-"

"Mrs. Parker? I'm ready for our session." Looking up at the young man who spoke in a playful manner, she stared at his pitch black glossy eyes seeing him walk closer with a sadistic smile. "Let's talk."
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"You're lucky we're family, I can get into trouble." She rolled her eyes as the younger male walked her into the morgue. She couldn't get this case out of her head, her Sergeant told her to move on but she couldn't.

"How's she doing?" She just merely shrugged while he looked over her tired face. Her hair wasn't neat like it usually was, her breath reeked of alcohol, and her clothes were terribly dirty. She didn't look like the woman he knew. "I haven't been to the house in two weeks." He nodded understandingly as she sighed. He loved his sister but he told her from the start to know what you want and not "experiment." She married a woman but still had feelings for her baby's father. He didn't like that because he considered Amber a great friend.

"But there's something I found out." Pulling up the chart from their past case, she looks seeing much more than last time. "The killer is ambidextrous." She tilts her head in confusion while he nodded. "What-"

"Your killer I would say is between 18-20 years old. He not only right handed but he left handed too. I noticed that when Malika had a gash across her neck but it was left. Shari's gash under her chin was from a right handed person." She nodded taking in the information. This was new. "And he does have a mark." He rolled over in his computer chair showing more information.

"He lets them bleed out but he knows to cut them to where they suffer for a long period of time. Many of the scars were opened up indicating that he put his finger in to get the blood. He must be using it for something? But he doesn't leave any evidence. He's smart. I also found out that each person died sorta the same way. From choking. They all died differently but they had the same end result. They all choked on their blood or from a rotten dairy product." Her eyes widened hearing that. The alcohol immediately left her body. "Say that again." He turned around seeing her type on her phone. "They choked-"

"Yeah I know that but on what?"

"A dairy product, some was milk and some were yogurt-"

"Oh my gosh!" She covered her mouth in disbelief as she tried calling her step daughter. "Cassie answer the phone!"
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"H-help me!" The woman ran to the woman who held her bleeding side in pain as she tried to keep her eyes open. "D-don't hurt him, please? It's not him-" Amber looks in confusion as she tried to put pressure on the wound. "He needs help, I know what he did was wrong but don't hurt him. He's scared. L-look out for Cassandra-"