Elusive (Short Story)

Chapter One

Time of Death- 9:42pm, David rocked back and forth on his knees with tears streaming down his face as he watched the coroner carry his mother away. She may not have been the best mother but she had changed, she wasn't abusive anymore she was more passive during her battle with cancer. Rage filled his eyes, he hadn't taken his meds since Monday and it was now Thursday, he was starting to lose the ongoing battle with the four voices in his head.

-Present-

"Dammit!" Detective Gomez jumped as the hot coffee spilled down her shirt, it was her first day working with the CIA and now she had a huge brown stain on her blouse. Standing at 5'4, Cynthia Gomez was known as "The Latin Spitfire" of the FBI, her jet black waist length hair was now in a high bun on top of her head and her lips were in a tight yet grimacing line.

Detective Shoeler was running himself ragged, he wasn't even paying attention to the short latin women he bumped into, he was rushing to his office. It had been two years since David Lawrence's first murder and he was now responsible for 32 murders and Shoeler was in no way, shape, or form going to let this bastard get away with this, especially for what he did to Lilly. He recited slowly, "Lilly." He hadn't really thought about Lillian because it would only make him depressed but now on March 17,2014 the two year anniversary of her death he couldn't stop thinking about the day his life changed.

It was the beginning of March and Patrick Shoeler was enjoying his day off at the park with his wife Susan and his two kids, Alexis and Maria. Little did he know that his beautiful day would take a turn for the worst. He sighed in content after a long night of love-making, as soon as rolled over to turn off the lamp on the nightstand, his phone rang and that became the worst day of his life.