Lonely Boy

 You're only given a little spark of madness, don't waste it.

But I don't want to remain here, this city is not compatible with my senses. You know how sensitive I am!

I will pull you along with me.

I'd rather you didn't.

You know what they say, it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

I'm going for the train.

We can't, not from Grand Central anyhow, some dude hung himself in  there, in front of all the commuters.

See what I'm saying? I can't deal with this shit. Why the fuck would you hang yourself in a public place? Kids around there and everything, it's a madhouse. New York is like one big open asylum.

I have a friend in Westchester, we can go there for a while. You don't want to go back to New Jersey?

Only to collect my stuff, I was then planning on going to the airport.

What about the Arab?

What about them? You know I really don't give a shit no more. Let people do what they will do. Leave me out of it. I am not the solution for everyone else's problems.

Westchester is okay, quieter. Here let me call him. His wife is a bit OCD though, if you're ok with that?

NO!! I'm serious, I'm leaving New York! Like I don't have enough shit without putting up with someone's mental health crisis, Jesus H., I have enough drama of my own to contend with!

Well sorry to piss on your parade my darling, but you are not leaving. You are staying with me. You are not safe alone. Oh, by the way little Miss Nosey Parker.  Last night. A strange case in Queens.

What happened there?

A murder suicide.

Oh yeah? Well who gives a fuck, not me. There's going to be a murder suicide right here in a minute.

So the husband kills the wife, they are both in their 80's.  Knife sticking out of her head. He strangles himself to death with a wire coat hanger.

No he didn't, that's not physically possible.

He garrotted himself. I saw the crime scene photos!

Bullshit. Why you smiling? This isn't remotely funny.

I knew you would be interested.

But I'm not in the least bit interested! How do you mean he garrotted himself? Like made a tournequet and strangled himself? With a stiff hard cold wire coat hanger? No, not having it. You ever tried unraveling one of those? I did when you clogged my toilet because of the amount of cheese you mix into your Spagbol.

Yeah, I remember... Haha! Je suis Desolee..  Anyhow then he stabbed himself through the heart.

What the actual fuck are you saying? How does a person do that? Like there's not easier ways of unaliving yourself? No no, it's all impossible.

I don't know, let's try and find out. But you know what? I don't think it's a murder suicide either, I think it's a double murder.

By who? Is there money involved?

There is, so it could be the son trying to get his inheritence earlier. But then why would the son pull his mother's nightgown up and over her genitals exposing them to the world, and why would her husband do that after killing her? There's no way a man would disrespect his wife in that manner. Makes no sense.

But it won't take long to solve if that's the case. If it's the son. Obviously we aren't legally in on this, but I can share my expertise, the DA is a friend of my Uncle in Paris. He was given the Legion d"Honeur by Mitterand you know? 

Yeah you told me a hundred times already. But what a horrible thing to happen. I wish I wasn't interested, but now I am.

And it's not the first time it's happened either. There are other similar crime scenes. Murder Suicides with a virtually identical MO.

Another serial killer?

Or the same one.

But who would hate on elderly people like that?

Someone who doesn't like elderly people obviously. 

Wow. A proper psycho. I will stay another few days, be interested to see how this pans out.

Ouai. D'accord.

The darkness harbours all the evil shit in this world, but I'm of a strong belief that eventually everything comes into the light. That all is eventually revealed. You fancy Pizza and Coke?

Coke is illegal here it gets you jail time, we will have Pepsi.

Ha fucking ha Frenchy. Hey Frenchy, do you think there's any connection with the other cases?

Who knows my Tiny Fair, who knows.

Rather than lurking in the darkness of the shadows, watching and waiting for his next victim, he chose to expose himself to the light, and hide in plain sight. After all, who would ever suspect this clean living, upstanding member of the community of committing such evil atrocities?  And so he was visible to all as he, and they went about their daily lives, never suspecting for a moment the evil that moved freely amongst them. 

 No one knew who he was or when he would strike next, but they all knew that his gaze was possibly upon them, ready to pounce at any moment. The fear of the unknown now consumed the innocent, as they lived in constant terror of the darkness, and the murderer with his deadly intentions.