Amnesia [Completed/Editing]

Chapter Seven // Owen Lux Wesley

CHAPTER SEVEN // OWEN LUX WESLEY
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“What do we have here?” I didn’t keep the amusement and satisfaction out of my voice as I spoke to Bane. “What did you find?” 

He grinned and handed me a thick manilla file. “Why don’t you see for yourself?” I eagerly collected the file and ripped it open harshly, not caring if the folder broke. My fingertips shook with greed and I couldn’t help but imagine using the information in my hands against Lynn until she crumbled on the floor, writhing and begging for mercy. It was a pleasant sight and I couldn’t find the will to push the delightful image away. 

The first piece of information I found was typical–her age, weight, height, etc. She happened to be twenty years old with a deceased father and a living mother. I frowned when I noticed an asterisk on the mothers name. I was well aware of the fact that Bane was watching my every movement and didn’t bother to scold him for it. I traced the bottom of the paper and saw something very useful. 

“Her mother is in a psychiatric ward?” I grinned. “This is perfect.”

“You think this is perfect?” Bane laughed. “Wait till you see what else I’ve found.”

Paper by paper, I drifted through each one with greed only a child could have. I found out everything about Siara Dupont, and it was amazing. I knew that her mother killed her father in front of her and was placed in a psychiatric ward since she was ‘unstable’. After that, Lynn moved from Alaska to the city and began living with her Uncle Wilson with her two siblings, Lisa and Mason. She then was introduced to Bona, the chief of the station by her Uncle after she had shown an infatuation with detective work and happened to be the youngest woman in the city to become a homicide detective. There, at Decint County, she met various workers in the same field but only became close to one–Jacob Jobs. At twenty-six years old, the man had been through numerous ladies desperately finding true love–that one I had to laugh at–and resorted to detective work with his partner, whom he named Lynn. What she didn’t know, was that Jacob had a small crush on her ever since she began working at Decint County. 

“So I know everything about her past life,” I began. “She’s quite the person. Living in Alaska for ten years, then moving to the city and living there for ten years. It’s a shame she decided to prey on me, she has absolutely no idea what’s coming her way.” 

“There was also one thing you missed,” Bane said. “Although she lived with her Uncle Wilson, he was technically an unstable person to live with; the typical alcoholic. She held an interest for detective work since she was a child, which was why Wilson introduced her to Bona. She spent most of her time there with her siblings, so technically Bona was the one who raised her. He managed to get her into college early by finishing high school at sixteen. Then there was the big Handren vs Lukers case, which managed to score her into becoming a homicide detective and Bona into becoming the chief.” 

“Interesting.” 

Bane continued. “Then there was a recent case that she solved, by the name of Holland Jefferson.” He slid a paper towards me, that contained the photo of the man. Recognition flashed through my mind as I recalled speaking to Lincoln and Jessica regarding how he could be responsible for the massacre. “She managed to make him confess. I think I have the video, I may need to check.” He stood and disappeared, fending me to my own thoughts. Holland could be of use to me only to confuse Lynn. If I managed to make her think that it was Holland then she would get off my back for a while and focus on him. But how could I force him to do it without him telling me off?