"What the hell am I supposed to do?" I asked him.
"Find her and Kill the detective" like killing a fucking cop is any easy.
"How am I supposed to do that? Where he is, she is."
"Catch her alone, take her some where and find a way to kill him"
"Why must he be killed?" I asked curious.
"Because he is getting in the way of everything" He said putting emphases on it.
"Killing an innocent man won't get you no where"
"Look you know as well as I do, it needs to be done before they catch onto us. I don't need you going about giving sympathy to people when we have a job to do."
"I know the job needs to be done. I just didn't want to kill a cop, if anything we're asking to be caught.
"How else are we supposed to get to her, we need more people to watch her but unfortunately it's just you and I for now. We need to get him out of the way. Or keep him distracted enough to be away from her."
"Oh I'll distract him alright. I don't want to kill the cop, it's too risky. But I'll distract him."
"You better know what you're doing. If things go south, you're on your own"
"What are trying to say? You took part in this too. If I'm going down, you're going with me. I won't hesitate to throw you under the bus" I gritted my teeth and spat at him.
"We'll just see about that now won't we. Don't go screwing this up. We don't need the headache of getting caught." I turned and walked away, feeling very murderous. I hadn't felt this in a very long time. Not since my mothers suicide and my fathers infidelity. I was 10 when my father confessed to having a love child with some woman. My mother and father had been together for 15 years by that's point. My father had come home from being with the home wrecker, sat my mother and I down and told us that he was having an affair for awhile it seemed, and that he was having a child with this woman. Beverly Whitcker, a hooker. You see, we weren't rich but we weren't poor either. My father had decent money saved up. Beverly only wanted my father for his money. In the end, she got what she wanted. Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I started forming a plan to distract Maddox. I looked at the time on the clock, nearing midnight decided to go head with my plan. I went to Sage's apartment. Waiting for her to return home from work. It was around one thirty in the morning when Sage returned home from work. I went around to her balcony and climbed it. I went to the balcony door, which was unlocked of course. I stepped inside, being careful not to make too much noise. Sage appeared to be no where insight. I stepped further into the apartment searching for Sage. As I neared closer to the bedroom, I heard water running. Sage was taking a shower. That should give me a enough time for a surprise attack. I hid in the closet in the bedroom, waiting for the right time. I had been waiting for about ten minutes when I heard the shower shut off. I peeked through the shutter doors, Sage was walking out of the bathroom, bath towel covering her naked body. As soon as she put her delicates on, I came charging out of the closet towards her wielding my knife in the air. She tried to run out of the room but when she reached the door, I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to the floor. I got on top of her to hold her down. I put my forearm to her chest holding her down.
"Poor Violet, she's not going to know what hit her."
"FUCK YOU, she's going to find out who you really are." Sage spat at me.
"Oh I have no doubt about it that just not anytime soon" I laughed. Sage was able to break free of my restraining her. As soon as her arm was free, shit hit me across the face with her forearm. That's going to bruise. She got to her feet, taking off towards the front door of the apartment. I was hot on her feet, I stuck my foot in between hers, causing her to fall to the ground. I was seeing red, I grabbed her ankle and dragged her towards me.
"Don't make this harder on yourself Sage, I don't want to make this anymore painful than it has to be."
"Fuck you. You're going to burn in hell. Go on and kill me already-" I snapped, dragging her to the kitchen chair. I took some rope out of the bag I brought with me and tied her legs and arms to the chair.
"Oh I'm going to have so much fun with this." I pulled out every kitchen drawer, looking for more knifes. I grabbed two more kitchen knifes, going to look for a wash cloth. I walked into the bathroom, searching the cabinet, finding one. Walking back to the table, I shoved the wash cloth into her mouth. I took one of her hands, taking the knife and driving it through her hand into the arm of the chair. Sage's scream being muffled by the wash cloth.
I gripped her hair with one hand. "Do you think I'm stupid Sage? Do you think I don't know Violets true identity? I also know your true identity." I said, pulling the wash cloth from her mouth with my other.
"Do you think they aren't going to find out who you are? You aren't fooling anybody." She spit in my face.
"Look where you are Sage? You've protected her this far, but who's here to protect you?" I laughed.
"Oh you'll meet your maker soon enough. Kill me because you're not going to let me live otherwise. I have protected her, and I'm sure she's already found out the truth about her identity. You weren't very good at looking through the house."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Give it up. You're caught. Everyone is going to know soon. I'll see you on the other side eventually." Sage mocked me. I saw nothing but pure rage, everything happened so quick. I grabbed the knife off to my left, pulled her head back and slit her throat. Blood gushing from the wound on her neck, dropping all over clothes and shoes. I started to clean my shoes and the bloody foot prints I'd leave around the place. I changed my clothes before I left her apartment. I put the bloody clothes in a gallon size zip lock bag I brought with me. I left no trace that I was there. Before I left, I sent a text to Violet.
"Your time is running out."
It was about 5 in the morning, still dark out. I left the same way, I came in. I walked to my car, making a phone call.
"I'm coming to you now."
I started the car and drive off.