part 2
1138 Words
Leila laid trembling in the tub. Quinn called her name. She accidentally bumped her head on the faucet and made a shriek. Quinn busted through the bathroom door, knife in hand.
“My love, why did you have to hurt me so much? I wanted to love you forever. You shall forever remain a part of the good earth and will never walk the natural plane again!”
She quivered with fear, then a shot rang out! Quinn fell to his knees holding his shoulder. He saw someone behind him, not wanting to get caught, Quinn jumped up, pushed the dark figure away and ran as fast as he could, yelling that one day he would find and kill her.
“Ms. Moore, Are you okay? It’s Agent Tarrant. I’m Agent Feebs' partner.”
A ruggedly handsome man in a perfectly tailored suit was at the threshold of the bathroom. He turned on the lights to see her. She nodded her head, still trying to figure out what just happened. She got both lucky and unlucky. Now, she has to worry about being hunted by her now ex. Across the apartment, her phone was buzzing. Agent Tarrant quietly walked over and answered it.
“Hello?”... “Yes, she is fine.”... “Sir, Give me your location please.” Then he hung up the phone.
“Come on, We are leaving, Ms. Moore.”
They walked out to an SUV, she couldn’t tell the type, it was pitch black with tinted windows. She noticed Agent Feebs, jogging back towards them. Out of breath, he stopped and rested his hand on the SUV.
“Feebs, what happened?”
“Suspect got away, I lost him in a thicket of trees a few blocks over.”
Leila was escorted into the Suv, and drove off. As she remained silent, the agents were talking about their next plan of action. Like, who was next to call-in, where to take me, and where could Quinn, their suspect, have gone? Agent Tarrant offered for her to stay with him because she would have 24hr protection. Agent Feebs agreed to this.
A call came to Agent Feebs' phone. He answered and put it on speaker.
“Sir, we have another dead body. Same MO, but a male this time.”
She gasped, thinking it could be mike.
“Sir, his name is Michael Albert Lowe. Date of birth 06/16/1985. Age 35. Race, Causasian.”
Balling her eyes, Leila covered her ears, and she passed out due to the shock.
When she woke up she was in a large cali-king bed, with soft covers in a huge room bigger than the studio she was taken to. She heard a noise and closed her eyes to pretend to still be asleep. Agent Tarrant, walked out of the bathroom attached to the large room. Only in a towel. She slightly opened her eyes to see who it was. She was not disappointed. He was ripped. Perfect body, the water dripped down his abs and when he opened the curtain he glistened in the sunlight. He looked like a god.
She stopped her bad thoughts. Her love was just murdered, her ex was the killer and she was on his list. What was wrong with her? She must be in denial and in a rebound state. Agent Tarrant, dialed a number on his cell. He put it on speaker.
“Hey, do you want me to bring the girl with me?
“That is up to you, but she will have to sit in the inner office with no windows. And you must sneak her out of your place and into ours. Like we did last night. Her life is too important right now.”
“I’ll wake her up. I’ve let her sleep, she is having a rough few days.”
“I understand, Tarrant”
Agent Tarrant got dressed while Leila quietly watched him through the slits of her mostly closed eyes. He walked over to her and softly caressed her head telling her she had to get up. She stretched and sat up slowly. He grabbed her very masculine clothing. He told her that if she looked more like a male, the suspect might not recognize her. She nodded and changed her clothes.
After she was ready to go, he took her to work with him. At the office, Agent Tarrant was rushed into a meeting.
Leila was taken by a fellow female agent to a closed off office space.
In the meeting, they were informed there were 3 more bodies found. All female, aged between 25-35. The suspect went on a rage killing. He was bleeding from the gunshot that Agent Tarrant administered to him. There were blood droplets on his victims that didn’t match the injury locations. They were rage killings. He didn’t get his main target thanks to the risk our fellow agents made to help his main victim. Agent Tarrant has offered to take her under his wing to protect her. He is putting his life and home on the line for her. They all applauded him.
Leila was getting hungry and was waving down agent after agent to get something to eat. No luck. Then she noticed Agent Tarrant and Agent Feebs were walking towards her to check on her.
“Are you hungry?”
She nodded
“I know you can speak. You can talk to us. I know you are scared, we are here to make sure you are okay. “
“Okay, Thank you.”
Agent Tarrant and Feebs left Leila there to go get some food for all of them. She picked what she thought was simple, a burger with cheese and everything on it, fries and a coke to drink. The agents came back with a lot of food. Burgers, fries, drinks, chips, pie, cookies, mozzarella sticks, milkshakes. She asked them if they were feeding an army. They both laughed.
“Just about, we got food for our whole team.”
“Did they pay for their food?”
“Nope. We did. It wasn’t too bad. It’s nothing you need to worry about. Just worry about staying safe.”
“I need to use the facilities.”
“Down the hall, make 2 left turns and it's on the right side for the ladies.” said Feebs
“Thank you.”
“Do you want me to walk you there?” asked Tarrant.
“No, I think I can manage that.”
She left to go to the bathroom.
As she was in there, a voice that sounded to familiar was in there with her 2 stalls over. She was frozen with fear.
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