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Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 017.
Thomas kept walking around until he stood face to face with a cathedral. He stared before deciding to go in. It reminded him alot of his mom. She'd always take him to one, she surely was a Christian.He walked in and the whole place was quiet and calm as he expected. Just a few people walking around.He walked into the main cathedral and took a seat behind. He just sat there blankly. Nothing in particular raiding his mind. He just wanted to get out of all of this.He kept staring into the nothingness when a woman walked up to him."Are you new son?" Her voice reached him and Thomas swerved his neck to see a woman smiling back at him.His breathing hitched as he held her gaze. He had to blink again to be sure he wasn't going crazy than he already was."Mom?" He gasped."You have anything in particular you praying for?" She sat beside him.Thomas couldn't stop staring at her that he had to touch her to be sure he wasn't crazy and he felt her flesh as real as possible."Hope you don't m
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 018.
"what do I think?" She repeated after him."Mr Williams. I have heard alot about you and you don't seem like one to be mourning", she said with a straight face. Thomas's smile disappeared. "So I'd rather hear your side of the story than what I think because I'm guessing you already have an idea of what I think", she said satisfied with wiping that stupid smile off of Thomas's face."What if I don't know what happened?" "Then you can as well plead guilty in court", Diana said "I thought you're here to help me"."You obviously do not need help", she arched a brow, "do you?""I'd rather speak to another lawyer"."And I'd rather speak with a more reasonable client. Mr. Williams you can't afford a law and the state was kind enough to offer you one and all you want to do is play mind games with me", Diana knew she wasn't sounding nice but handing her this case was an insult to the name she's built for herself already and for a lowly person like Mr. Williams to toy with her, she couldn't
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 019.
Thomas sat in the cathedral the following day. Maybe seeing his mom was all he needed to be sane in this world. He sat in there for over two hours, watching people walk in and make prayers and step out. He sighed. Maybe she doesn't come everyday or was he specifically hallucinating yesterday. He stood and decided to leave, but right outside the door, he stood face with her. "Mom", he smiled wildly. "Tommy", she smiled too and he hugged her. "How long have you been here?", she asked as they sat outside the cathedral. "Not so long enough, came to see you", he said. "Oh", she mouthed with a smile. "Do you always come here?", he asked. "I work in the compound but once I'm done, I go in and make a little prayer", she said. "I'll be waiting", he smiled and she nodded and walked in to make her little prayers. When she was done, she came out to meet Thomas waiting for her as he said. "Are you headed home now?" He asked. She hesitated abit, "yeah". Thomas knew asking outright i
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 020.
The heck was actually going on??? Denzel looked around, Winston wasn't among the cops, and who the fuck was Seraphin Garcia??? "There must be a mistake somewhere, you have the wrong person. I don't even know who Seraphin whoever is??" Denzel tried to explain but he was cuffed and bundled out. His freedom now was surely over. He was to be held in jail till his trial. "You honestly do not come off as the dangerous type Mr Williams", Diana was seated before him. "Who are you?" Denzel asked. Diana stared at him and chuckled, "are you trying to be funny?" "Please help me", Denzel launched forward, scaring Diana the more. "I don't know what's going on with me. Ever since my wife died, I barely remember doing things or going anywhere. Most times it's as though I'm in a trance or a deep sleep and next I wake up. I'm somewhere else. I don't know what to do. I need help please. Trust me I don't even know who this Garcia is or might be". His eyes were teary. Diana just stared at him. S
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"you have to let me out?" Thomas began pleading."She's your mom?""Of course she's my mom! What happened to her?" Diana didn't understand a thing. She rose to her feet."I want to know what happened. Who killed her?!"Diana spared him one last glance before leaving finally.Thomas was taken back to his cell. Diana went back to her office. In all her tears as a lawyer, she has experienced drunks, people with different mental issues but not what she saw today. The look in his eyes, his entire personality. "Mom", she repeated the words.Every inch of her being was itching to investigate more, but that wasn't the plan right. But what if he's innocent as he said. What was she missing? What was that look in his eyes???She sighed and tried to shove the thoughts aside.Work was almost over but Diana didn't know peace. It haunted her. She took her phone and dialled Winston. He's in charge of the case, maybe she's going to run and investigation after all.*****"That's all there is", Wi
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 022.
"Tania", she gasped and held onto her immediately."Bitch, fuck off!!" The lady pushed her hard that she landed on her butt. Her tears resumed. She had begun hallucinating things.She walked slowly into the mall and got all she needed. She was driving back home when she couldn't take it anymore. She made a quick turn and headed to Deborah's."Sophie?" Deborah called surprised."Mom", she hugged her and cried."What's going on? What's wrong?" She led her inside and onto the couch."Tania's dead. I feel so lonely and scared", she cried.Deborah sighed, she had released enough tears and she had consoled herself. She promised not to shed another tear but fight for her daughter's justice, to make sure the one who sent her to the grave goes to the grave."I do too Sophie, but we'd get him. Conrad did this. That monster", Deborah gritted.Sophie lost the courage again.She came here hoping to open up to Deborah, she was dying slowly on the inside but how was she to tell this woman to her fa
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"park"."We met at the park", Sophie answered so fast as though she'd caught on the idea of Diana suspension."I took Tania to the park and you know children and meeting other kids. They were playing together", Deborah explained."Was she with anyone?" That was the next question tugging at Diana's lips but she didn't voice it. She simply nodded and looked around."How often is your husband home?" She asked."He has friends around though he usually isn't the outgoing type but working as a plumber keeps him busy", Deborah said."Is there really no tangible evidence to prove Denzel is guilty?" She asked wanting to be sure.Diana didn't answer her question, she exhaled and asked her final question before she'd take her leave. She wasn't expecting to meet Sophie here."How well do you know your husband?" Deborah was taken aback abit, but she thought it through before answering."I met Conrad at a convenience store, and after that, we just kept bumping into each other randomly. We began to
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 024.
Winston finished his narration to Diana and she nodded."I need someone to keep an eye on Mr Johnson for me. If we're going to get him then we'd need strong evidence". She said."Keep an eye on Ms. Harmsworth too. I'd also need a brief everything on everyone working at the hotel where Tania worked". She said before ending the call."I surely do hope I know what I'm doing", she exhaled.She badly wants to drop all these and do as she was told, but the look in Denzel's eye. The fear of locking up an innocent man and something more. One more thing she couldn't identify yet.All of that led her down this pathway."Denzel Williams", she smacked her lips.She'd to run a psychology test on this guy. Know how long he'd been battling with this personality issue. If it's a front or actually true.Could he have actually killed his wife without knowledge of it.She lied to his mother-in-law. The footage of him leaving the house that same night and the clothes in his house was enough to put him be
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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'
Chapter 37.
"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
