Codename: Lucifer

Part Three

25 November 2013

Now I know what it is like to truly be alive. I move in the darkness, in the alley and the underpass, and the sewer. I sell my wares to anyone who has the money to buy it, and I reinvest the profits in buying more and more stock from Marlowe. I haunt the tower blocks and the residents love me. Jenny says I am beautiful but sad, like a fallen angel.

1 December 2013 

Today, a car pulled up next to me in a side street, and I was invited to get into the back. We drove around the estate, while the man in the passenger seat spoke to me. He was Marlowe's supplier. He told me that I am making quite an impact on the estate, and he was pleased with my work. He offered to sell to me directly, so that I don't have to buy from Marlowe. I agreed to this. As I got out of the car he told me that Marlowe is getting lazy. His sales record just isn't good enough anymore. He gave me a knowing look. Then the car drove away and disappeared into the estate.

25 December 2013

Marlowe confronted me on the top of Sir Keith Joseph house this morning. I'd gone onto the roof to check a locker I keep hidden up there, full of my best pills. Marlowe was waiting in the shadows. He said he'd heard that I was buying direct from the wholesaler. He accused me of trying to take over the estate from him. Jenny was there as well. She remained silent, but I could tell that she was siding with her brother. I was standing near the edge, when Marlowe came to me and shouted into my face. I pushed him over. Then Jenny tried to hug me. She began to giggle. But that turned into a scream when I sent her over the edge too. I remember clearly the look in her eyes as she went to join Marlowe, thirty floors down on the concrete plaza below. I work alone now.

1 January 2014

This will be the last entry in my journal. I will leave this notebook close to the entrance to the estate, where the night patrol officers still dare to walk. I imagine they will find it. You should not look for me, Inspector Glenair. If you do, you will never find me. I am part of the estate now. I plan to flood the tower blocks with drugs. I want to see crime and despair in every alleyway. That is where true beauty lies. My name is no longer Mark Dotwood. I am Lucifer.

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Superintendent Camsted closed the book, and looked up at Inspector Glenair.

"You have a new constable working with you don't you?" he asked.

"Yes," said Glenair. "He recently joined my team from the police training school."

"Good. We need to send him into the Edward Heath estate, under cover."

Glenair did not reply.

"Get him sorted out with a false identity, the usual routine. We should get him in there urgently. He needs to blend in with the locals and find this Lucifer chap. Soon as possible.

"Yes sir," said Inspector Glenair with an air of resignation, as he walked slowly out of the office.