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Colin was tied up with washing line. I pulled the washing line down from his back garden. It was the first thing I could see that would keep him in place. He was gagged with his socks and a tie I found on a chair. His nose was partly hanging off his face and he was trying to scream. Now that Colin was immobilised and almost quiet I could ring Lou. I’m not sure if this was a good or bad idea but I could soon make up a reason for his phone to have rung my home or I could make some more calls to change the last number he rang. The phone was now ringing in my ear. Lou answered after a few rings. Music was playing in the background.
“Hello.”
“Lou it’s me.”
“Harry come on what’s taking you so long.”
“Lou shut up and listen.”
“Who do you think.”
“Shut up I need help.”
“what?”
“I need help. I went to see Colin to let hi
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45So it occurs to me that I have found myself in another situation that I don’t want to be in. I do because I want to kill Colin. I don’t because I have zero planning for this right now. Yes, he is still alive for now. The thing is he can’t be left alive now he knows too much. If I kill him though how do I know no one will see me leave or that no one saw me enter?“Colin. You know that you are going to die, don’t you?”“You have said.”He was dejected. All hope was gone and he had given up so easily I was almost feeling sorry for him.“Don’t be like that Col. I did like you so I will make it quick and if you want I will let your family know your dead so they aren’t wondering what happened to you. I can’t tell them where your body will be because if you found then there is more than likely a clue on you that will link to me. Would you like me to do that? I have never offered th
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46Killing Colin wasn’t a happy moment and a tear almost fell from my eye. He was a bit like me he wanted to be himself without persecution. He wanted to live his life out in the open and say here I am and I’m gay. I want to be able to say yes I kill people and I like it. Don’t judge me yes you might not agree with it but the people I kill are chosen. They aren’t innocent or they have wanted to die. I’m judged for taking care of shit that destroys lives. The people I have killed were no good to society if anything they were a drain on resources. Colin is a regret that I will have to live with for the rest of my life. He had to die though. I guess this is a lesson to myself that I’m not a man to be crossed.I stayed in Colin’s house cleaning anything and everything that I touched. I rang a few numbers on the phone to cover that I was the last number rung I rang work and spoke to them last of all. It didn’t matter who I ran
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47Who thought gay bars could be so much fun. The people have been so accepting and friendly. It only took one explanation that I was straight but had a gay friend who had recently died and I wanted to have more people like him in my life. This seemed to cause a buzz and I became a minor celebrity in the bar. They wanted to know who my friend was. When I told them about Colin some knew him personally and I mean personally others had heard of him. Everyone blamed it on a gay bashing gone wrong. I brought up the gay slayer and the chatter exploded. Apparently, gay people are living in fear for the most part. I have to admit that my opinion on gay people has taken a u-turn and I have been wrong about them. They are funny and just want to live their lives in peace with the people they love.Louise found it hilarious that I was having a better time in gay bars than down at the local pub. It was harder to explain to Lou that I felt accepted there. Her response was.&l
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48I had to try and keep my friends safe. They hadn’t realised what was happening. We were sat at a table in a corner. This wasn’t the first time I thanked my paranoia. Being in a corner meant that if someone decided to pick a fight they could only come from two directions minimising the angles of attack. My friends were Mark Joe and Steven.“Guys listen up the shit is going to hit the fan keep close and stay back.”My tone was serious and firm. Mark was the one who answered.“What are you on about?”“Look around. The doors are blocked by those guys I can’t see any weapons but they will have some somewhere on them. I will fight with you but we need to stay close.”It was like I could tell instinctively that these guys were like me. Bad. Just looking at them told me all I needed to know. Steven was the next to ask a question.“How do you know this? Are you part of it?”
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49Well, it turns out I was right. I do not fit in this world. When it all kicked off in the bar I became a target. A target for a group of fascist bigots and a huge group of gay men and women. When I woke up in hospital Lou was waiting for me to open my eyes. She heard what had happened when the police knocked on my door. They were looking for any family and friends as I was in a very bad way. The gays thought I was behind the attack on the pub. Nothing on this scale had happened before. Unfortunately for me it was just after I had started going in and people did some bad maths and came up with the answer Harry has planed this. The men with shaved heads figured that I was gay and neededbe taught a lesson. Not just because they thought I was gay but because I had got the better of one of them. So when I started to get hit Mark Steven and Joe tried to step in they got battered as well. Yes, I got people hurt by trying to help them. I hadn’t been told how they were and it
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50Well, I have been a busy boy. While my ribs healed I spent my time getting some new number plates and watching Mrs Clark. When I say getting new number plates I mean stealing and watching that would be classed as stalking. Mrs Clark really is a creature of habit. Monday a trip to the library which will take no longer than one hour. This is never done in the afternoon. On a Tuesday she would go to the local community centre and meet up with other old people doing God knows what. Wednesday’s would be visiting her friend. Thursday would be shopping day. Friday stays in. Saturday’s she would go to a football match if the local team was playing at home. If they were away she would visit someone else that was a variant that wasn’t always the same. On Sundays she went to church in the morning and family would visit her.From my observations, I felt that a Monday or Saturday would be the time to have some fun. If I went for her on Saturday though it would
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51Last night was a long night. Excitement kept me awake. Thinking about this made me come to the conclusion that Lou would be better in my room instead of the spare room. No dumb idea we haven’t been together long enough for that step. Anyway back to today. Killing Mrs Clark. My plan was simple. Step one park up a few streets away. Step two go around the back of Mrs Clark’s house and break-in. On my stakeouts, I had noticed that the back door was flimsy with a few ways to get in without a lot of noise. Step four walk up to her bedroom where she would still be asleep and wake her up. Step five tie her up silence her and let the killing commence. My car was already loaded with some new toys and two changes of clothes.Breakfast wasn’t going how I had planned. My idea was to have breakfast on my own and go. It was early far too early for her to be up but Adam had other plans. He started to cry at three AM and Lou got up with him and took him downstairs.
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52The back door to Mrs Clarks was slightly rotten. In my bag of goodies was a crowbar. After a quick assessment, I saw that the frame would split easily by the lock. I wiggled the bar into a small crack and pulled. The wood started to make cracking and splintering sounds. Slowly adding more pressure until the catch popped. The door swung opened a little more violently than I anticipated but the sound was minimal. Taking a quick look around before entering I saw no one.Inside the house was dark and quiet. Even in the shadows, I could tell that this place was tidy and clean. From my bag, I took some cable ties and a knife. To keep my movement silent I took off my shoes and walked on the balls of my feet. From the kitchen to the living room and up the stairs. All the doors were open making it easy to find the right room. She didn’t move a muscle as I stood over her sleeping body. Her mouth hung open it amused me to see her without her teeth. At the same time, it s
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105It had been two years since I had read about some mad fucker called Harry. He was all over the newspapers and tv. He had scared the shit out of a town in Yorkshire. Like everything else it died down. He was wanted in connection with at least four murders. I admired how he had just disappeared into thin air. He had made a lot of mistakes though and I didn’t plan on making the same ones.I like people watching. Sitting some here public and watching people go by. Picking out my next victim. I wasn’t going to act on my urges today. It want easy to sit back and watch but it was out of sequence. If I act too fast then people will start to get jumpy. One week just one more short week and then it will be time to act.My last victim had been a child molester. I watched him for a month. He hung around schools and parks. He confirmed my suspicions one day making a move on a kid when her mum wasn’t watching talking to another mum in a park. He di
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104I wasn’t driving but being driven. Adam sat in the back strapped into a car seat. My driver was meathead, Mike. I had been told he was called Mike now. There was no pretense that this was his real name. He didn’t always respond to it when I called him it. We were on the motorway doing a perfect seventy miles per hour. There was also a car following us. That car also contained one of Nancy’s other sons. It wasn’t explained to me why we were being followed and I was nervous about it.Mike leaned over and turned on the radio.“I like some music while I drive.”A tape started playing heavy metal. Not something I would have chosen but I wasn’t going to complain. Adam started jumping about in his seat.“You like this little man?” said Mike in his usual gravely deep voice.“Yes. Louder.”Mike laughed and turned it up. He looked over to me with a grin. I don’t know if
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103Nancy was kind to me and Adam. She kept us fed we’ll and clothed us. Adam had the grandma he had never had. His every need taken care of. To say she was in the business she was shocked me. I spoke to her in great length about what had been going on for the past eighteen months or so. At no point did she flinch or show any sings of this being abnormal.We had been staying here now for a week. It was starting to feel like home even though I knew it was just short term. She had explained to me that my house was now hers. The story was that she had caught it as an investment property. One of her three sons was living there for now. When I sold the house I had agreed to leave it furnished. Every part of this looked legal on paper. Her son told the police that he had just moved in on the day Wayne was alleging I stabbed him. He was now in a heap of trouble. The police were still looking for me though. I had shaved my head and was working on a beard. The stubble was
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102My excitement so disappeared and changed to trepidation. When we were out of the park I was shown the back of a white windowless van and told to get in. I was paying for this treatment but did as I was asked. It occurred to me that I didn’t know what was going to happen. We’re they just going to kill us. That would be safer and more cost-effective for them.The back of the van was almost pitch black when the doors closed. The only light was what came in through the cracks in the seals. Adam started to fuss in my arms and the van started to move. Adam spoke to me in his limited way.“Daddy. Dark.”“Yes mate. It won’t be for long.”I kept my voice calm and soft. Hoping he would calm down himself. His creepy little baby hands pulled at my nose. Making sure I was there I hoped. He surprised me by saying.“Got nose.”I let out an involuntary laugh.“Haha give it back. H
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101Cleaning up blood is a pain in the arse. If I could get away with not cleaning it up I would. Adam was his usual happy self but he broke my heart. He didn’t know better but he kept asking me the same question over and over.“Daddy. Where Mummy?”He smiled and had a cheeky grin on his face. I tried to explain that she wasn’t coming back but how many two-year-olds can understand that. It’s going to take time but he will learn.I understand how little I know about kids. He is now on solid food, not the mush that comes in jars. I’m happy about that it never looked appealing to me when Lou used to taste a bit then feed him.I have changed three nappies today so far and I’m now thinking about what age do kids get potty trained. There could be months left on this. Oh God I have already survived the first bits of teeth g but will there be more. Maybe I haven’t thought this through at all.All this
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100It dawned on me that I hadn’t worked out how I was going to handle life with Adam on my own. The thought had never come to me that I would have to do e everything with him and for him.I hadn’t told the guys who were setting up our new lives Lou wasn’t going to be coming now. I wonder if I’m too late. It probably won’t matter that much. They will find out when they come for me tomorrow. Being alone means I don’t have a lot of loose ends to tie up. I should let work know I won’t be back in.Adam was still sleeping after our late night. Poor little fella. He won’t understand why mummy isn’t around anymore. He will be ok though he will adapt. His life with me will be good. I don’t think I will kill anyone for a while now. It is too much of a risk and I have too much at stake.There was a loud banging at my back door. Not a knock but an insistent banging. No one used my back door. So who could th
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99When Lou was dead. It didn’t take long and I hope it was an easy passing I wrapped her in plastic. Then rolled her into her grave. Unlike most of my other victims, I didn’t take off hands or remove her teeth. At some point in the future, the police will get an anonymous tip on where to find her. She deserved a proper send-off.Being in the woods at night is an unpleasant experience. Every sound made by send-off or the wind blowing through the trees made me tense. Most people would think that a monster lay in wait or a serial killer was after them. Not me I envision blue lights and sirens.The first few shovels full of dirt landed on the plastic making a disturbing noise. Grit and pebbles rolling on the sheet. Another few and the sound was muffled. Then after it was dirt on dirt.Back in my car Adam was snoozing away. So blissfully unaware of the tragedy that had happened. That is not a conversation I’m in a rush to have. At least he i
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98Reaching across a car with a rag to cover someone’s mouth and nose is hard. It’s made even harder when you feel like shit. My guts were still churning but Lou had cottoned on to my plan. It was inevitable. I just wish I could have trusted her. She could have had a good life and maybe I would have stopped killing.Lou tried to put up a fight but I was too quick and strong for her. Somehow Adam stayed asleep through the brief shuffle. Small victories have to be taken when you can.Now the effects of chloroform don’t last long just a few minutes. So instead of just driving off hopping to get to her grave before she came too again I cable tied her hands and legs together. There was no need for a gag. When she comes round I will have questions for her to answer.We drove in silence on the road for about half a mile then turned right onto a dirt track. The track was muddy and only just wide enough for my car. Branches and bushes scrapped at
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97We had ordered our takeaway and was just finishing eating. I hadn’t told Lou that we were going to move the body tonight yet. If I’m being honest which is unusually for me these days. I not looking forward to telling her. It will come as a shock I think. At the end of the day who wants to dig up a body that has been rotting in the ground for over a year.The more I think about the body the more I think moving it is a bad idea. In fact it is a bad idea. Yes I could have left clues there but I’m going to disappear like smoke in the wind after tomorrow. I’m not going to move him. He can rest in peace for a little while longer.Then another thought hits me. What if Lou has told Wayne about it. If she has then he could have told the police and I could be walking into, a trap. Shit. Have the police been watching my movements? Have they seen me go back to the scene of a crime and I’m oblivious to it? My palms start to swea
