The Loophole

Chapter 7- Who Wants to Help?

HELLO wattpaders!

This is my new installment after about a month....I thought I won't even continue the story! This chapter is about our fav pair "Rogerine" again. Hope u like it. The song "Born To Die" by Lana Del Ray totally goes with the phase of their relationship....I simply LOVE the song!!! <3

RECAP:

When he finally reached Catherine’s house, Roger observed the surrounding to see if anything looked out of place. No, there was nothing weird; everything around him was absolutely normal. Except… An unnumbered white van that was parked in front of Catherine’s house pulled off very fishily.

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Roger knocked at the door, but he was sure that the dweller had forgotten to lock the door after the last visitor. He opened the door hesitantly, scared of what he might see. But the sight of Catherine peacefully sleeping on the living room sofa eased his breathe.

Roger closed the door, and being absolutely clueless about how to wake her up,  went to sit beside Catherine. He removed a strand of hair from her face, and felt her smooth, subtle skin beneath his trembling finger. He felt like embracing her. He looked away...

Nothing out of place in the living room, no sign of undesired visit for at least a day....

He turned back to Catherine, and his heart leaped to his mouth when he saw Catherine staring at him wide-eyed.

"Ummm..... Hey! I hope u remember me!" He blurted out.

"That's the lamest way to remind someone of her memory issues, Roger." Replied Catherine, without any visible motion in her otherwise expressive set of eyes.

"Yeah...umm... so how are you doing?" Roger couldn't be any more awkward.

It was the first time he noticed that Catherine  was wearing a man's shirt, that could fit five more Catherines in it. It covered till her thighs, leaving the rest of her slim legs attractivley exposed.

Wow! Has she forgotten her gender too?

"You like it?" Catherine noticed the confused, yet content look on Roger's face.

"Like what?"

"My boyfriend's shirt...... My so-called boyfriend, I mean."

"Why are you wearing your boyfriend's shirt?" Roger himself noticed the sudden change in his own tone.

Am I just curious or explicably hurt? 

"Well, I miss him.... I remember our last night together..... Liam.....He wanted to get married to me. Or was it the opposite? I was very happy.... But the next morning, I found out that he was gone, leaving only his memories and this shirt behind....."

"Then?"

"Don't ask me." Catherine started scratching her head like a child.

"Then I remember myself in a baby-pink frock and  cute ponytails....I am swinging and enjoying the cold winter breeze from the opposite direction....Then, I am eating a cotton-candy, on my father's lap, and he had a book of nursery rhymes in his hand......"

Roger was exhausted. He simply didn't know how to communicate with Catherine. Yet he seemed to enjoy her company the most.

Well, it's a good sign that she has started to remember her past more vividly, although not chronologically....

"Did anyone come to visit you befor me?" Asked Roger, trying to sound casual.

"Yep, the paperboy, to deliver today's newspaper. But it was wierd how he bothered to ring the bell and greet me. Usually, they leave the newspaper at your door without even knocking."

Roger started to analyse the given information in his head, but Catherine simply stared at him, not even sensing the potential mystery behind the incident that she just described.  

"We always needed a man, isn't it Roger? Look at me for instance. I needed a father, then a brother, then a husband....Now I need you... to help me... to keep me going...."

Yeah, you think I need you any less?

"Roger, are you listening? You get distracted too easily, you know that?"

"Sorry, but I didn't get distracted. I was just-"

"I know, your main purpose of visiting me is not listening to my boring life-story. You came here to get more informatiion out of me, to help you with your case. You people are inhumanly professional. You have no time for emotions!"

"No, Catherine, it's nothing like that. If I didn't have emotions, then why do you think I come to you whenever  I am free? Why do I always want to make sure that you are safe, that you are okay?"

"So that people don't think that you are a bad detective, that your department is incapable of keeping their clients away from danger!" 

Roger cracked up laughing at Catherine's childish remark.

"So, tell me more about serial-killers, Detective Roger." asked Catherine very coldly.

"Well, what about them? A serial killer can be defined as an individual who has murdered people over a period of more than a month, with a period of no action between the murders. Serial killers are generally very cunning and systematic.and their motivation for killing is usually based on psychological gratification. Their actions require a lot of labour, information and tactics. That implies that serial killers can be very good manipulators and actors too. Most important-" Roger turned to Catherine and was dumpstruck to find her fast asleep.

Look who's not listening now!

He couldn't help carrying Catherine to her bed and laying a woollen blanket over her. He came back to the living room and searched for the duplicate key to the house in his pocket. He had to lock the door himself as Catherine could not be asked to do so. He was almost out when a small, yellow envelope on a table beside the main door demanded his attention. He lifted the envelope and read:

        This was the best way to reach to you anonimously.

He got inside his Crown Vic and opened the envelope without any delay. He was bewildered to find a small disc inside. He turned on his laptop quickly and inserted the disc to check what it contained. He stared at the screen as the system loaded a video, showing a man and a woman in an ostentatious room. They were having a heated conversation, and the woman was hardly wearing anything.  

 Hope I didn't make the video sound like porn!!! lol xD xp

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