His Lover's Killer

On Foot

It didn't take long to get to my next destination but it felt like I was almost eating my organs out. I haven't had anything to eat since before Jessica and I went to bed the other night. I was too focused on this task that I didn't even bother to take care of my own self. My body was already weak as it is, I couldn't let my energy go to waste. I sighed knowing that I had to take a break soon to satisfy my hunger, so I looked around to find any civilization, but to no avail. My stomach growled at me for the neglection and I wrapped my arm around it to force it to stop. Of course this had to happen now. Though, if Jess were here, she-

But she's not here. I kept telling myself. She's gone, just admit it, you idiot! That only made my anger heat up more as I tightened the grip on the wheel. Why couldn't I just believe the fact that she's actually gone? Maybe in a couple of months when I'll ask her to comfort me in the middle of the night? How the heck was I suppose to go on with my life without my love? The thought of that only made me breathe harder but I couldn't get my anger get to me. I pushed more on the gas pedal to increase more speed. Hopefully when I finally get to this town, I'll get some answers.

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This town was more pathetic than the other place it seemed like. It looked like it was abandoned in the 1950s, though to my curiousity, I wondered how anyone could manage to live here. Then again, I remembered where I lived, this place looked like the next best thing compared to that. As I continued to drive, the radio station went all over the place. I shook my head from the nonsense that was playing, none of it was important to me, I was already behind on my own schedule. But when I stopped at a stop sign, something on the radio actually caught my ear.

Screech. "1st avenue, east 3rd street. Wreck." Screech. "Black Dodge Charger. Suspect wearing black and off grey." Screech. "Fleeding from the scene." Screech.

That was my guy. I bolted towards the coordinates as fast I could and as soon as I got there, I could see other police investigating around the area. I got out of my car and walked towards the scene but when I came up towards them, they pushed me back.

"No citizens allowed in this area, please step back." One of them said.

"Alright but I'm not from this area. I'm trying to catch the driver of the vehicle." I explained to them but they weren't buying it.

"Sir, step aside. Let the professionals handle it." He replied but I smirked at his command as I showed them my FBI badge. Their eyes widen in embarrassment and let me pass through, apologizing.

I walk towards the killer's vehicle, even though I probably won't find anything useful. I searched the car regardless that my prediction was right. I sighed deeply as I took out my phone and called Jake, he answered right away.

"Did you find him yet?" He asked excitingly.

"No, but he abandoned his real vehicle  at 1st avenue, East 3rd street here in Laurel." I looked around if anyone else was listening to my private conversation. "He made a clear escape path through the woods though, I'm continuing on foot." I explained to him.

I could hear his disappointment in his sigh. "Nick, you shouldn't push yourself  so hard for this." Here we go, the motherly advice begins. "What if he didn't mean to actually kill Jessica in the first place? Don't get all worked up just for one guy." My brows narrowed close together as I growled deeply.

"Jake, shut up. I know what I'm doing. Just do your fucking job." I told him, he knew that I was pissed now.

I could hear the shakiness in his voice as he apologized. I know that I should probably listen to him but I couldn't give up my role, I had to keep moving. I hung up the phone and walked back to my car, just to gather a couple of materials that I could carry myself. With only my pistol, pocket knife and dignity, I was ready to continue my journey. I left my car with the other ones around it and with one more glance at the scene of everything, I jumped over the railing on the road and stepped foot into the forest below.