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Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 031.
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
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 032.
"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
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 033.
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
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 034.
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
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 035.
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,
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 036.
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
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 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
Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY. 038.
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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- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
038.
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'
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
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
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
036.
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
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
035.
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,
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
034.
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
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
033.
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
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
032.
"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
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
031.
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
- Double Personality; THOMAS BRADLY.
030.
"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
