Tricking The Mentalist-2

Chapter 9: Blood bath part 1

There might be some "explicit content"

Trish's POV

Red. Red. Red.

All I see is blood everywhere when I close my eyes. I can't stop thinking about death. My brother, Charlotte, Lisbon.

I killed them all and I intend to keep killing until it strikes a nerve on either Red John or Patrick Jane!

I was currently downstairs with the rest of the party, waiting for something to happen.

An old lady, recently, found the two dead bodies in my old room, which made the CBI close all exits and make us sit in the ball room, waiting for Jane to come back.

Jane was shattered. And had been crying. His glasses were off, his hair was a mess and his shirt was covered in blood. Lisbon's blood.

He was miserable, but I didn't feel anything for him at the moment. I knew I loved him, but my thirst for revenge was bigger and more comforting.

"I know who killed Nicholas Andrews and Theresa Lisbon. The killer is still amongst us, and will be revealed by the end of the night" he simply said.

Agent Cho demanded of everyone to give away their ID and to stay in the house.

"Anybody who tries to leave will be arrested and trialled for murder!" He said again.

Everybody was panicking. They were screams of protestations, people not wanting to be in the same house as the killer.

I didn't care anymore... My vision was blurry and I couldn't concentrate on anything other than killing something, anyone, everyone.

I snapped out of my thoughts by a familiar hand on my shoulder.

Jane.

I couldn't even look at him after killing Lisbon. I guess he took it as a sign of either guilt or sadness. He sat down next to me, without saying anything.

I put my head on his shoulder for support and he wrapped his arm around me protectively.

I sighted.

He knows. Jane definitely knows.

We were both so miserable that we had to share our pain with the one who killed our family, directly and indirectly.

A few minutes have passed and agent Cho sent everyone to sleep.

There were alarms set on the primary doors and windows of the house so nobody could ever get out or get in unless they know the access code which I gave to the CBI and they changed it for my own security.

They suspected me.

I flared a trap since the beginning of the ball, Jane knew I killed Lisbon and was probably suspecting me of killing my own brother.

I still don't know if Jane found out about Charlotte but I had to make sure the blame wasn't going to be on me.

I had a plan. I always have a plan. The goal of this ball was to capture Falzone, and I'm going to give them what they want.