Tales from the Wanted (no longer updated)

Chapter 1: Elliot Wilde

THIS IS ALL FICTION.

Elliot Wilde was wanted for 6 months in 1978. He was a suspect for murders of 4 individuals, all female. He had been to 3 interviews with the police, but there was no solid evidence to convict him. The only information that had been known is that Mr. Wilde was not home when each of these murders occurred. What you are about to read is the dialogue from a recording of his final interview (November 17, 1978).

4:57 P.M - 11/17/78
Detective Samuel Green: Mr. Wilde, you are here today because you are the primary suspect of the murder cases of Jean Brown, Chrissie Wheeler, Olivia Smith, and Sara Jones. Are you aware of this?

Elliot Wilde: Yes.

Green: You have the dates and times of the murders in front of you. Where were you when they took place?

Wilde: Uh, not home. *chuckle* It's hard to recall, actually, but I know I was definitely not at home.

Green: Try to remember, Mr. Wilde. It's critical.

2 minutes pass

Wilde: Jesus, it was so long ago. I think I might've been at a bar, or something. *silence for 12 seconds* Oh, yeah, I was. I met a girl. Kind of irritating. Wasn't my type, for sure.

Green: Do you remember her name? What she looked like?

Wilde: She was hot, I know that. Think she modeled for Playboy. That's the only reason I talked to her if we're being honest here. *loud laughter* I know I sound like an asshole right now, but it's the truth!

Green: Mr. Wilde, I need you to stay on topic. You said she was irritating. Why?

Wilde: She was one of those, uh, intelligent types, you know? The whole night she was going on and on about her favorite books, her favorite quotes, her favorite scientist. She just wouldn't stop talking. It was so goddamn annoying, I nearly left.

Green: How did you react to this? Did you ask her to stop?

Wilde: I didn't say nothing. I'll tell you this though, it took a lot of strength to not knock her out right there. Or get her completely drunk.

Green: Is that habit for you, Mr. Wilde?

Wilde: Only when necessary. *loud laughter* I kid, I kid. No, it's just that sometimes things have to be put to an end.

Green: Like what? Her intelligence, her behavior? Herself?

Wilde: What?! Look, man, I may be easily annoyed, but I'm no killer. I've told you this three times now.

Green: Mr. Wilde, the way that you are describing the situation does not help you then. The way that you are describing yourself, even.

Wilde: What the hell do you want me to say then? That I'm a nice guy? I like to talk to boring girls? I don't act unreasonably sometimes? 'Cause that would be lying, and that seems like the opposite of what you want me to do.

Green: Unreasonably? How?

Wilde: God, you pick up every single detail. I don't know, sometimes I start fights in bars and stuff. One time, I threw a punch so hard the guy ended up in the hospital! Ha! Fuckin' wimp.

Green: What was the fight started over?

Wilde: Some guy started hitting on the girl
I was talking to, so I hit him.

Green: That seems awful rash.

Wilde: Yeah, well he should've stayed the hell away from my girl. Or, you know, my girl for the night. *chuckling*

Green: You had multiple partners, Mr. Wilde?

Wilde: You couldn't even call 'em partners. Just my fun for the night! *loud chuckling*

Green: Was the girl you met at the bar one of them?

Wilde: That smart one? Yeah. I told you she was hot. I took her back to my place-oh, wait, it wasn't my place. Some motel on South Road. Yeah, so, I took her back there, expecting to have a good night, but then she wouldn't shut up! Just non-stop! I couldn't stand it.

Green: So what did you do?

Wilde: I got her the hell out of there.

Green: How?

Wilde: I can't remember. It's all so blank now, I was so drunk. I guess I called a cab, or something. Made her walk, maybe.

Green: Ok, Mr. Wilde, I just have one more question. Do you by any chance remember her name?

Wilde: You're asking a lot from me,
man. God, I don't know. Her name was something short. Smart sounding, I think. Maybe something with a "B" or a "J" Who knows?

5:21 P.M - 11/17/78

Elliot Wilde wasn't questioned anymore after that interview. All 4 cases were closed, and he was no longer a suspect. The families of the victims were furious, but mostly deeply saddened for their lost relative. All hope was lost. In 2005, the cases were reopened and investigated further when new evidence came into light. Elliot Wilde was found guilty with all 4 crimes, and was sentenced to life in prison.

AGAIN. THIS IS ALL FICTION AND MADE UP. ANY SIMILARITIES TO REAL LIFE ARE COINCIDENTAL AND UNINTENTIONAL.