XVI.III Congregation

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XVII.II Confrontation

"Yoohoo!~ Mr. Dio?~" It had been a few minutes since Helly had begun her search on the massive place that was the Alexandria Docks. The constant walking was uncharacteristically getting her feet sore despite being relatively short, but she supposed that that was because she hadn't done some long-distance walking in good a while. "Anybody here?~" It was kind of nostalgic, to be quite honest; doing some basic searching for someone that she absolutely loathed. Quite the thrill, especially after years of boring schoolwork and teaching. 'We love teaching...' But it never compared to the rush and satisfaction of removing scum off the streets~ She knew in the back of her mind that her rationale was screaming at her to stop, but her right hand was just aching to be let loose on someone that truly de

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XVII.I Confrontation

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XVI.IV Congergation

The faint scent of the sea crinkled Liz's nose as they drove through the drab scenery of the shipping district. It hadn't been long, so Heather was bound to still be somewhere walking around here. Hopefully. "Quite the daredevil, aren't we~" Liz's passenger chimed into her ear as they found themselves in front of a stoplight. "Riding around without helmets on?~" Their hair fluttered against the wind as they rounded another corner towards their first destination. The blonde rolled her eyes at her partner's teasing. It was stupid of her to do this, to drive around without helmets on, but nobody's going to pull her up on a Saturday anyway. The vast majority of traffic patrol never bothered with fringe districts such as Riverside, so why bother with helmets when they weren't going to go to the highway? "Why bother, indeed,

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XVI.III Congregation

*BEEP BEEP... BEEP BEEP...* The faint sound of an alarm echoed across the warehouse as an errant ray of sunshine woke the sleeping COO from his slumber. It had been a while since he last had the chance to sleep in a chair, much less one of the plastic variant. But it was an experience that never really left him all that sore as opposed to sleeping on the hard floor like that one time. *BEEP BEEP... BEEP BEEP...* Stretching his arms and legs as he arched his back from his plastic seat, Dio continuously cracked his aching joints; the cold chill of the air-conditioner and the lack of proper bed sheets causing a few minor inconveniences in his locomotor skills. Twisting his wrists in an effort to make them more malleable again, the COO's post-waking mind slowly whirred to life as he stood from his one-time sleeping location.

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XVI.II Congregation

Helly had no idea where she was going. "Ignore the drunk woman, son..." "What's wrong with her..." With each step that her feet made on the cold, damp pavement, her mind whirred with a new way to disembowel the man that had killed her friend and mentor. Not to mention that the prick probably also had Charlie as a hostage, if her precious student wasn't dead already. Dio better hope that Charlie was alive by the time she managed to get to him. Cause if he wasn't? Then she'll probably eliminate the whole upper echelon of his company out of sheer vengeance. "Watch where you're going, kid..." "Women these days..." It was more than easy to ignore the whispers going on around her. She was used to it after months of having to hear rumors abo

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XVI.I Congregation

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XIV.III Echoes of the Past

A sickening burst of excitement ran through her veins as the prospect of taking up the knife to protect her children dangerously lingered in the forefront of her mind. She knew that Lina was just by the other room, that Dr. Honn was also on the pr

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XIV.II Echoes of the Past

Arriving in front of Liz's office, Heather felt a strange sense of nostalgia wash over her as she passed the empty storefront. Elizabeth Masters: Private Investigation Services. It still fe

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XIV.I Echoes of the Past

Time slows to a crawl... ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ "Damn it, Liz!" the bedraggled teacher almost shouted in her bedroom just as soon as she woke up. "Why didn't you call me?!"

The CEO's Son is a Serial Killer   XIII.V Picking up the Pieces