Prove It

 Where's Dr Jimmy?

In solitary at Riker's.  He's not seeing daylight for a while.

If ever again. But I thought Riker's was shut down?

Not to him it isn't. Raping, murdering bastard. He was totally stunned when he was arrested, thought he'd got away with it after all these years. He didn't put up much of a struggle though, just resigned himself to his fate. I reckon he knew it was coming.

Innocent until proven guilty and all that.. He won't be enjoying the food that's for sure.. Any info on the repercussions of his arrest?

The aftermath was totally predictable. No one suspected a thing.  Neighbours said he kept to himself, he was not particularly friendly. A lone female neighbour said she always kept her door locked as he freaked her out, thought he was weird.   One small dog, girlfriend who was more approachable but not over familiar. Not many visitors.

She must have been shocked? The girlfriend. Almost as much as him!

Yes, she declared his innocence loudly as is the norm. More of a mother figure O'Malley said. He would never have put them together.  Him tall and skinny, her short and dumpy.  Quite a mismatch.

When is the indictment?

Tomorrow, Felony charges.

I have a feeling this won't go to trial, he will Epstein himself. He's walked as a free man for too long. His crimes are nothing to him now, he will have put them to the back of his mind.

Probably drank them away, I smelled the alcohol on him in Belle Vue.  He will have spent many years justifying his heinous actions and reached the conclusion that it was all so justifiable, and that he is actually the victim, the righteous, not them. Disgusting piece of shit. I hope he does off himself but prison time would hurt him more. I doubt he will come out of there alive either way. The pysch evaluation be interesting also. Though personally I reckon he's simply a narcississtic psycopath. No gray areas.

Do you think he killed any of the patients in his care?

Yes, probably. Raped them too. He needs to be in control, has the desire to overpower the weak. He would have got a serious sense of superiority from it all, enjoyed as people begged him not to hurt them.

Sick bastard. But there's no such thing as a superiority complex, it all derives from inferiority.

Who gives a fuck? Another one bites the dust.

Hopefully.

Yes. There is a God.

In the depths of Riker's Island Prison within a tiny, cold stark cell in PSEG,  prisoner number 24766-249 found himself swathed in a putrid green suicide smock, consumed by fear and despair. The walls closed in on him, echoing his own thoughts of murder and suicide. Because he was going to exact his revenge on the scum who had put him in here, in this disgusting stinking hell hole. How dare they? Didn't they know who he was?

But as the days passed, Dr Jimmy's wit and intellect became his saving grace, the time allowing him to craft elaborate stories in his mind to escape the darkness that threatened to consume him. 

And in the end, it was his storytelling that had kept him alive all these years, giving him hope and salvation in the face of his deepest fear of being found out. He had only raped because it was the victims own fault, only murdered the deserving. He had been doing the world a favor.

His stories had always helped him out before, why should now be different? 

Now, he was going to have to tell the biggest story of his life.

Walter Mitty had nothing on him. He knew that.

Dr Jimmy was the greatest story teller of all time. 

His next story would see him go free, as he would place himself firmly in the place of his victims.