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2024-10-29 19:42:56The knock on the door disrupted Denzel's sleep. He loved to sleep in everytime, but he rose from.bed anyways, though a bit sleepy, he walked to the door and twisted the door knob open.
"Denzel", Sophie gushed at his naked body. Well just his chest."Oh Sophie, goodmorning", Denzel greeted, immediately looking over her shoulders, "where's Tania?" He asked.She paused and stared at him for a second."She refused to come with you? Don't tell me she sent you to pick up her clothes for today", sadness laced his voice."What are you saying? Didn't Tania come home last night?""Sorry what?""Tania.. she didn't sleep at my place, she left at night and I called you but no answer so I guessed you might have been faraway from your phone or something. I actually came to apologize because she...""Sophie wait! Wait!" Denzel couldn't comprehend a thing."What do you mean she left at night?" He asked."Well, she found out you called and I told you that she was at my place, she got furious and left saying she was coming home..""You let her out under the rain?!!""Well, it hadn't started pouring yet. But that's why I kept calling you, so you could maybe meet her on the road or something but you weren't taking my calls!"Denzel left her at the door and rushed inside, getting into their bedroom and checking his phone. Truly, Sophie had called him thrice around 10pm.Fear gripped him.The thought that something might have happened to her paralyzed him. Many thoughts running through his mind.Maybe she did come home and kept knocking under the rain and ....No! He would have heard her.He wasn't a deep sleeper.He tried Tania's line and it was completely switched off. He tried again and again and again and again and still switched off.Shit!Shit!Shit!"Denzel?", Sophie called walking into the room."She didn't come home last night Sophie"."Calm down now. Try her mom. Maybe she went over to her mom's", Sophie suggested."Yeah! Right", he exhaled though not completely relieved.The thought she might not be at her mom's lingered too.He dialed Mrs. Johnson line but she wasn't answering. Two more times and yet no answer."Let's drive over", Sophie suggested."Thanks", he said and rushed to his closet, he simply threw a sweatshirt over his body, not bothering to change his pyjamas short as he followed Sophie out.But just as they got to the door and opened it, the policeman still had his hand up in an attempt to knock on the door."Hi?" Sophie voiced."Mr. Williams?" The cop asked directing his gaze at Denzel."Yeah?" Denzel answered uncertainly."Do you know any Tania Williams?"At this point, Denzel didn't like this conversation was headed."That's my wife" he answered either way."Is she the one?", He pointed at Sophie but Sophie shook her head in response and said, "I'm her best friend"."Well, is your wife around?", The cop asked again and Denzel got pissed."Hey man, I don't what this is about? But no! My wife isn't home. She didn't come home last night and we headed to her mom's right now. I've called but no one's picking. I need to know if she slept there. So if you have nothing to say , kindly leave so we can head out", he spat.The cop with a very straight face, relayed his message, "your wife's at the morgue. Her body was found by the river this morning, luckily one of the onlookers recognized her and it led us here".Sophie had already screamed and still was screaming while Denzel tried to maintain his balance."If you can come with us, to identify if the body's truly hers....""Stop! My wife would be at her mom's and that's where we headed okay. So kindly leave....""Noooooooooo!!!!", Sophie screamed in tears and fell on her knees."We just need you to come identify the body..."Denzel exhaled and exhaled yet again as he battled with his tears.No! He wouldn't cry. He would go there and confirm it ain't her. It can't be.He blinked away his tears and followed the cops. Sophie joined even as she cried. Denzel couldn't even console her. He didn't even bother trying. He just kept mute as he was lost in his thoughts.Soon, they arrived and walked in.They were led to the body that was laying lifeless and covered on a table. Sophie grabbed Denzel's hand tightly meanwhile Denzel's balled his fist and clenched his jaw as they uncovered the body.Right there was his sweetheart."Oh no!" Sophie gasped and began her tears afresh."No! No!" She let go of Denzel and rushed to her friend's side immediately, "Tania", she cried.Denzel just remained rooted to his spot, staring at the pale lifeless body of Tania. He went numb. Tears rolled down his eyes. His world crumbled.Sophie tore the white covering off Tania's body and her entire body came to view."Who did this?" She turned to the cop grabbing him by the collar and hitting his chest. She turned to Tania again and hiccupped, "what's this?" She left the cop's body and walked to Tania.She touched the gown on her body."Who wore her this?" She asked."We found her in that", the cop said."That wasn't what she wore to work yesterday ", Denzel's voice finally rang out but almost in a whisper."She didn't wear this. She wasn't wearing this!" Sophie yelled."Well, maybe the killer did", the cop said, "we thought she might have drowned due to the weather and all but she didn't. We found multiple stabbings on her", he announced.And Denzel turned to him, "so there is a killer out there?", His knuckles turned white as he balled his fist even more.He couldn't help but imagine a thousand ways he was going to make the killer beg for death.Will it bring Tania back?No.Will he do it anyway?Yes.Whoever it is must pay."There is a killer, we believe and we're working on that. We just need to know all that happened".
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The cop led them out, "you might want to follow us to the station and make a statement?" He asked them.Denzel looked at Sophie and she nodded.The cop nodded too and they stepped out together, but once outside, Sophie had to make a call to her boss that she might come in late or wouldn't even come in at all.Almost immediately, Denzel's phone rang too. He took it out his phone pocket and stared at the screen that had lit up with the name MOM JOHNSON on the screen. That's the way he saved his mother-in-law's number on his phone.He sighed. He didn't know if to pick or not in this situation. Tania was her only child. And if he doesn't pick, she's ready to rush down to his home. He swiped green."Denzel?" Her voice fell through "Mom. Goodmorning", he tried to sound normal as possible but she wasn't helping."Did Tania come home?"He had never had a reason to lie and at this point, he couldn't even cook up one."Hello? Denzel?""Uh. Mom. Yeah. Can I uhh... Can I like call you back la
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Mrs. Johnson stared back at her son-in-law like he had grown horns."Denzel?" She called, thinking he might be half asleep."Who is Denzel?" He asked. His confusion was vivid on his face and the woman badly wanted to believe he was faking it."Mom?" Sophie's voiced rang out.She had taken permission from work, drove straight home then changed into something better and drove back to Denzel's place."Denzel?", Sophie called and walked in."Mom. Lunch's ready", she announced.Meanwhile, Thomas who was now Denzel stared at her weirdly. He had never seen her before and who's this Denzel they speak of?"Denzel? Are you awake now?", Mrs. Johnson asked him.He gently stood from the ground and walked like a zombie to the mirror he saw in the room.He looked into it and the reflection he saw freaked him out.He darted his eyes at the two ladies that exchanged glances at each other confusedly. He darted back his eyes to the mirror. Who was the motherfucker staring back at him?!!!"Hey? Denzel?
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He left Sophie as she sniffed and stared back at him."You scared us all", she chuckled and stood, "come and grab a bite", she said to him.He nodded at her and she left.He rushed again to the drawer and found what seemed like an empty journal. It looked new. Whoever bought amongst man and wife hasn't used it yet.He took it out. "Hopefully, If I sleep again and be awake from all of this", he said to himself.Darting his eyes at the clock, it was simply 1:53pm. God! That's a long time before nighttime. What is he supposed to be doing?!!!Well, he's going to act as Denzel to continue the story and hopefully time, so that time doesn't stop again and he can go home, back to his body.He was definitely trashing that mirror and breaking it to pieces once he got back!He sighed and stood and left the room. For the next couple of hours, he was going to be Denzel Williams.He stepped out into the living room, the woman from before turned to him, "Denzel?""Mom", he smiled, "forgive me", he
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Thomas roamed Denzel's room - the entire house to be precise.He couldn't believe he created all this. It looked so damn real. The people in it too. The whole thing, it was amazing.He walked back into his room and stared at his reflection. Damn! He made this guy even hotter than himself! It made him wonder what the insides of his other books were like. He took a good look around, from the bathroom to the room, the closet, the drawers, until he found one that was locked with a key.He searched everywhere for the key but couldn't find it. He stood with the intention of getting something to hit it with when he felt light headed."What was that?", He said to himself when he recovered and went ahead to get a hammer.He finally broke the lock and drew open the drawer. There were lots of things inside, but one pricked his interest. It was an old journal, more like a diary.This might be wrong on all angles but him being inside his novel was more weird than any shit. He sat on his bed and o
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Conrad remained at home and even made dinner, when Deborah finally woke up. She was lost. She couldn't recognize a thing.He walked in at that moment."You're up?" He smiled at her.Deborah stared at him confusedly. She didn't recognize him. She didn't recognize where she was or who she even was."You've slept for quite a long time, I was about to get worried", he smiled as he leaned in and placed a kiss on her forehead.She jerked back a bit and he knew it was time to act."What's wrong honey?" The fake lines of worry formed on his forehead."Who are you?" Deborah asked sincerely.Conrad chuckled, "what's... What's that?" "Where am I?""Baby, this is not funny?" He tried holding her hand but she yanked it off."Who are you?" She asked again.Conrad smirked within him but wore a bitter face on the outside as he went close to her. "Baby, it's me. Your husband. What's going on?" He threw his arm over her shoulders."I'm... I'm married?" She stuttered looking at his face as though she w
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Winston shared a glance with Peter."These are my daughters clothes. I don't know why it's stained with blood or why it's hidden in his kitchen but these are my daughter's clothes", Conrad faked a sniff.Thomas stared wide-eyed.Winston turned to him, "is this your wife's?" He asked Thomas shook his head whilst staring at the clothes in Conrad's hand."It's not? Who's is it then?" Winston asked. It was getting interesting."It's not mine. It's not.. I don't know. I just need to go home", Thomas shook his head.Winston shared a glance with Peter again .Peter spoke this time, "why don't you follow us to the station Mr. Williams", he moved closer to Thomas but Thomas moved backwards, shaking his head vehemently."I'm not Denzel. I'm not. My name is Thomas", he knew all he was about to say was not going to make any sense but he wasn't going to spend his night in a cell."Mr. Williams", peter moved closer."My poor child", Deborah cried in the corner while Winston took the clothes from
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When Thomas's eyes snapped open, everything was blurred at first. Stirring in bed, the phone ringing continued.Stilldrowsy with sleep, Thomas stretched his hand to the bedside table and took his phone.."Hello", he voiced in a husky tone."I really thought you died", the reply came from the other end."Huh?""I called you countlessly forgetting how much of a deep sleeper you are", he scoffed.Thomas drew the phone away from his ear to stare at the caller, he recognized the voice but his brain felt still a little foggy."Liam", he mouthed and the sleep vanished.He sat upright, "Liam!" A spread across his face.."Hey! Don't scream in my ears"."You're in town now?" Thomas asked with a chuckle."I'm pretty sure I informed you yesterday", Thomas imagined him roll his eyes."I have someone to show you man, our usual spot"."Liam come on..." Thomas tried objecting."No, you come on! Tom it's been long enough, how long more are you gonna keep mourning? You don't do nothing these days""I'
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"God! I really could use an actual sleep on a real bed", he yawned."We signed up for this anyway", his partner yawned as well.Two juniors had been assigned to stake out at the particular location Carlton had given as a place Conrad would likely visit.They didn't have up to 24hours anymore to save Denzel but they weren't going to just give up. They've come this far and lost a lot. Justice for lives lost and the traumatized parents and friends left behind. More bodies were dug up in the backyards though some were not found yet.Crimson heights were in tears and fear. They would catch him by all means..Winston sat in his office, watching time, hoping for some goodnews. They had 3 hours left. He was literally praying.His phone buzzed with a message."I know what happened to Tania Williams".Winston stared at the phone in his hand. His heart beating fast. Was this a prank?He tried to call the caller but another message came in."21st street..."Winston stared at it. He knew that p
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A week left to Denzel's death and Deborah had been buried, Conrad's pictures were all over town. The entire Crimson heights were looking out for him.More bodies were dug up in compounds, turns out Conrad had made it a hobby to kill and bury them for unknown reasons.Why in the first place would a man thirst for blood?He wasn't related to any of the girls.. their families had never done him wrong, so why then did the victims become his target or he was just a psychopath.Diana had taken a leave from the office. She had become a shadow of herself. The fear of Conrad still roaming the city taunted her. Three were dead already, not to mention the lots he has wasted already. At most times, she'd imagine him breaking into her house and taking her life.The more she thought about him, the more she felt guilty over the soul she was about sending to hell.How possible was it that Conrad's photo would be all over town and yet no sight of him. The cops now patrolled the city. Civilians were
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The man tried consoling his wife. They had taken the corpse in for autopsy. The result was out and this must be the toughest for a cop.Reporting death to the deceased family.Winston walked into the room where they were waiting. The woman nearly pouncing on him, grabbed his shirt as her being shook, "that's not my angel right?" Her eyes were bloodshot.Winston bit his lips."I'm sorry", was all he could mutter.Her wailings filled the entire room, but Winston had one more question to ask. He couldn't definitely ask the mourning wife so he drew her husband aside, presenting a picture of Conrad before his eyes and asking, "do you know him?""No", the man shook his head."Please think well...", Winston urged him. He shouldn't be doing this in this situation but he needed answers. Winston had this hunch that conrad had something to do with the disappearance cases.The man took the phone from his hand, peering deeper into the picture before a 'yes' escaped his lips."I'm barely at home,
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Diana couldn't stop her legs from shaking continuously. She'd never been that anxious in a long time. Not even the toughest case at court got her shaking like this and she was only here to see a man.They bundled him out and he didn't resist. Cuffing his legs and hands and Diana wondered what all of that was for.Turned out Denzel had finally lost his mind in his cell. The warder relayed to her, how he keeps claiming he's not from this word.She returned her gaze to a lost man that was staring at her but she was sure he didn't even recognize her presence. He was seeing nothing.A tear threatened to escape her eyes.She blinked them back and thanked the warder who left, giving them privacy.She put him in this situation. She couldn't even imagine await your deathday but that's what she did to this man simply because she wanted a better case that would bring money and fame."Mr. Williams", she didn't expect her voice to go out in a whisper.Denzel didn't reply. He just kept on staring a
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Winston stared at her completely wowed at her narration. Her story does explain his unanswered question. They've tried searching Conrad Johnson up but the name nor face does not exist."So he's neither Matteo nor Jonathan nor Conrad and he didn't come from Neverdale either", Winston chuckled.."The face doesn't match. Isn't registered""Plastic surgery", they both said simultaneously and Winston nodded.How on earth were they supposed to track a guy with no roots, and Diana's narration didn't help so much. Winston needed a bait. Something to drag Conrad in with but it wasn't working. It might have been Deborah, but he can't reach her. Something also doubted his thought. A man like can't Conrad wouldn't care twice if Deborah died."I'm gonna head over to Ms. Harmsworth. See if she can get into his home and get Mrs. Johnson ", Winston said and Diana nodded.He stood ready to leave when he turned to her, "get well soon", he said to her."Thank you", she smiled lightly and he headed for
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"Winston, no?" Carlton smirked."You look happy for someone that's about to rot in jail", Winston remarked.Carlton shrugged, "don't conclude"."Drug dealing, a brothel with underaged girls?" Winston scoffed at his arrogance."Did any of them look underaged to you? How was I supposed to know? Besides, everyone deserves to venture into whatever for the cash when the need arises, no?"Winston chuckled aloud."You're not getting out of this one. You can call your wife?""What wife?' Carlton chuckled."You lied to a police man"."Clearly the police man seemed dumb and I wasn't wrong. I am happily married to the devil anyways", he blinked boringly."I knew there was something off with you the day I saw you", Peter spoke up "Took time for you to find out what it actually was huh?", he nodded."I'll ask you one last time then. Do you have a hand in Mrs. Williams death and what in heaven were doing at Ms. Harmsworth's house at such unholy hour?""Where I go at whatever fucking hour is my bus
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Peter had dozed off in the car when his junior stared at him and shook his head. His eyes were twitching as well. The tiring part of being a cop. He yawned.They've been doing this for the past two days and no new thing yet. Staking out at the hotel or anywhere else wasn't fun for any cop. Every cop could attest to that, especially when you're a junior, you don't get to sleep at the slightest chance like your senior."Huh?" He tilted his eyes to the side. There was finally movement."Detective Peter?" He tapped him.Peter lazily opened his eyes, "huh?""They're on the move", he replied."Go. Go," Peter ordered.When the car drove off, they followed closely behind and carefully."The fuck," Peter cussed as they took an alley. It was almost lonely and if they followed, peter knew they would notice they were being followed."Stop," he ordered and his junior hit the brakes.They watched from the distance as they all packed before what seemed like an abandoned warehouse.They were other p
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"Ms. Harmsworth?" Winston answered."I-i have the diary", she broke down...Winston drove over to hers with Peter Lawford tagging along.Sophie managed to drag her body up off the floor and open the door for them."You have Ms. Tania's diary?" "I'm sorry". She cried, "I was scared. Conrad is many things. I didn't want to die but this is worse than death. I see her in my dreams. I see her everywhere", she shook her head vigorously."I shouldn't have taken it that day. I was scared", she looked up to meet their eyes. She was entirely broken, Winston actually felt for her."Why would you hold this back?" He asked taking it from her.Sophie sobbed even louder..."Ms. Harmsworth?" Peter called."Because he took me in", she looked up again, "I... I was just a little orphan girl and he took me in," she hiccupped."Did Tania know this?" Winston asked."No", she shook her head."Deborah?""No," she shook her head as well.Winston sighed. He opened the diary, he couldn't even concentrate in
