Don't Runaway [Book 2]

Chapter 7

After what happened between Father Able and I he gave me the day off and told me to rest. A day without Sister Rebecca, who wouldn't want that but then again if I didn't show than people would think I burned her... aww who cares. Let them think that even if it true.

Sitting on my floor I started to pull boxes out from under my bed. Inside every box was a copied of everyone in town. I had everything on them, to medicinal records to police record. I have seen every file that I have and I only remembers seeing the victims husbands face because one his picture showed up on the phone when he called.

Picking up a file it read David Chapman on the tab. Opening I skimmed through it, saw his picture and all his records. Married three times, no kids, a workaholic, and have been arrested for driving under the influence and assaulting a police Officer back in two thousand.

Looking back at the women he married I saw the name Catherine. Nickname Cat. Looking around each box I found a Catherine Chapman. Age 36, no kids, married Mr. Chapman for five years. She's never had trouble with the law and did well at work.

This was the perfect couple. Both workaholics, had no kids, and a secret affair. And one ends up dead. It a perfect couple affair cliché or something like that. Throwing the files on the bed, I kicked the boxes back under the bed and headed to the computer. Once in my chair I started to click on the file were I had Mrs. Chapman pictures. Looking at the pictures I looked at the second on that showed her upper body. Her clothes were cut like a wild animal slashed her, body bruised up but no sigh of blood. I clicked the third picture and them the next. No sigh of blood. Not even on the pavement.

I reached out to touch the computer screen to see another vision.

"Cat stay with me. Tell him work called and they need you in," Mrs. Chapman girlfriend said.

"I can't. I did that last time," the girlfriend pulled Mrs. Chapman for a kiss as she button up the red coat.

After leaving the girlfriend Mrs. Chapman had walked about two blocks and into an allyway for a short cut. The same place where she died. Walking in the allyway the atmosphere was different than it was by the road. He was watching her and I could feel that she was scared. She looked behind her a few times but nothing was nether. But he was.

She sped up and quickly turned one last time. No one was there and just like in a horror movie I didn't want to look behind me. I could feel her fear to turn around as she did. Together Mrs. Chapman and I grasped as he smiled. Quickly he gripped my neck... her neck and squeezed. He lifted her up and used his free hand and slashed her upper body as he chuckled.

Mrs. Chapman tried to scream but she couldn't all she could do was let her tears run down her face. He chuckled as he brought her eye to eye with him. I watched him smile from ear to ear. Twitching my right eye I noticed fangs. His a vampire. Victor? No it wasn't him. Damn it, why can't I see your face?

"Well, well can you see me?" he asked moving Mrs. Chapman back and forth like she was some kind on video camera. "Because I see you," he sang. "Runaway," I widen my eye. He knew my abilities but does he know me.

"Come know stop playing with your food," a woman said behind me... I mean Mrs. Chapman. "We're on a time limit."

"Alright," he said looking behind Mrs. Chapman. "Well," he said looking back at me... I mean Mrs. Chapman. "Until we meet again Edea," He squeezed Mrs. Chapman neck until she could no longer breath, forcing me to leave the vision.

As if a gust of wind hit me I feel back in my chair and feel on the floor. Aw shit, I thought. Rubbing the back of my end I relised, no we all know that it's not about Mr. Chapman and Mrs. Chapman. It was me and this was just the beginning. Getting up off the floor I picked up my computer chair and placed it back where it belong. Quickly, I exited out of the file and looked up at the ceiling.

The only thing running through my head was shit. Someone knows who I am and what do. They may even know where I live and what I look like.

"Michael, Miller, Wolff, we got another body on north bright street." Officer Brown yelled through TV 2. Taking my attention to the TV, the street was just next door to the church. Fear washed over me. This person knows and he was coming. Quickly grabbing my camera, shoes and sunglass I rushed out the back door.