Blackwater Creek

The Monkey Man

Since the recent discovery of Gabel Sylvester's body, the whole town has gone mad.

"It has been confirmed," Mayor Hudgens announced at the Autumn Park Central, "that Gabel Sylvester has been murdered. The sheriff's department are ruling put suspects and are doing their very best to catch the person responsible. In the meantime, Blackwater will be on lock down. From today onward, we will be setting curfews for everyone. We also encpurage you parents to set curfews for your children. Everyone is strongly encouraged to go in groups and stay away from dark and vulnerable places. Remember, your safety is our utmost priority."

The radio then shifted to a commercial.

"Everyone's going nuts over this," Rose turned the radio off.

"Well it's a small town. Everyone knows everyone and......murders here are very rare." Horace explained.

"Not since the 20's slaughter house," Sam dropped her bag on the table.

"Slaughter house?" Markus entered the empty and unused classroom.

"Back in the 20's there was this red barn on the edge of town where some serial killer stored the body parts of his victims like a butcher did his meat. The guy was never caught, but the victims were all town brothel workers, adulterers, people who've been said to have sinned." Sam replied.

"It's an old story and no one's really sure if it's true. Blackwater is a peaceful town," Rose said with a smile.

"Why of course it's true!" Sierra appeared by the door, standing with her arms crossed and a smile on her face.

"Sierra," Horace stepped forward, "what are you doing here?"

"Don't worry I'm not here for you losers," she replied in a very cheerful tone, "I'm here for Markus."

Sam and Horace both took a step forward causing Markus to hold them back.

"It's alright," he told them, "I'll handle this." He nodded at Rose who took Horace and Sam with her out thw room.

Sierra closed the door.

"It's lovely to see you again," Markus greeted.

"Likewise," she dully replied, "about our moment the other day. "

"Your secrets are safe with me," he smiled.

"Good," she replied in a cheerful voice and buzzed out.

"Your welcome," Markus muttered and smiled as he watched her leave.

The club music exploded in everyone's ears. Drunk and high danced actively on the dance floor. Waiters walked around carrying trays and drinks, strippers danggled from tge ceiling and glitter rained from the dark shadows cast by the blue, green and red neon lights.

"Capo," said Lilith sitting by in the exclusive booth on a balcony overlooking the party, "what did you find?"

"The man your brother saw that day, the one with the tattoo, there are glimpses of him all around town." said Capo, his deep green eyes and olive skin, his muscular body and his classic slicked back hair. "And you might want to read these," he passed Lilith a brown envelope.

"Whats this?" she opened it and checked the papers inside, "this man."

"The picture you showed me of your father and his inner circle," Capo pointed at the man encircled in an old photo, "it's him."

"He can change his hair and beard but not his face," Lilith held Capo's hand, "thank you again, Capo."

"I'm only repaying a debt I owe your family," Capo replied, "I'd be nothing, I'd have nothing if not for you."