Rage Unleashed

by Casheena Parker

  Hearing this conversation made Lelone’s stomach turn. Not only were these assholes murderers but they also had no respect for the women that shared their name. As she walked by she made a mental note to make sure she talked to their wives before doing the job. She wanted to look into the eyes of their other victims and let them know that all this would be over soon. She didn’t want them to be around when she made her move.

  She made her way to her truck and waited on Officer McKinney to walk out to his car. She followed him home and parked a short way away, walking the rest of the way to the house. She played it off like she had been jogging the nearby trails. She stopped a short distance away and looked around before making her way up the sidewalk toward the house. She could see that she could access the backyard by going through the woods that were located close to the trail. She wanted to see if he was just as much of a monster as his cowardly partner and if he would try the breaking technique on his pregnant wife.

  She watched him go through the garage and immediately heard him call her name. She quickly made her way around the trail so she could get closer to the house. It was closer to evening and the darkening sky would make a small cover for her while she stood in the brush. It would be dark soon and then she would have all the coverage she needed, until then she had to play it safe. She made her way to the back of the house and heard him yelling at her about the meal that she cooked. Apparently she cooked but it wasn’t what he had a taste for and he was pissed because she was supposed to know what he was expecting her to make him.

  “What the hell is wrong with you? Why is it so hard for you to be the wife you’re supposed to be?” Officer McKinney yelled while pacing back and forth through the kitchen.

  “I don’t understand what you mean Steven. I made dinner and it’s ready like you asked.”

  “You really think I want to eat bird food? What the hell are Cornish hens going to do for me? I’m a man Suzan. I don’t like bird food! I want meat, real meat. Why is it that you always seem to make what you want to eat instead of thinking of your husband’s needs?”

  “I don’t know what’s wrong with you. I did think of you. You know I can’t take the smell of any kind of meat right now. I don’t know what you want from me. I’m doing everything you ask of me and all I ask of you is to have a little understanding about how I’m feeling. The doctor says—”

  Before she could continue he raised his fist and struck her across her face. “I’ve had enough of your excuses Suzan. I don’t need to understand anything other than you’re lazy and you’re using this pregnancy as an excuse to not do what I ask you to. Now you’re talking back to me instead of trying to fix the problem. My friends were right. You’re spoiled and I need to teach you a lesson. I’m not going to listen to your whining any longer. You’re going to start doing your part as a wife. And since you didn’t get the food right we’ll start with you pleasing me.”

  Out of nowhere he grabbed her and roughly bent her over the counter while snatching off her underwear.

  “Stop Steven! Stop you’ll hurt the baby,” she cried while trying to push him off of her.

  Again he struck her; this time in the side of her head, causing her to pass out from the impact. He picked her up placing her on the large island in the center of the kitchen and entered her. She awakened a while later while he was still thrusting into her roughly and began to cry. He stopped after he was done and pulled away from her showing the blood that was now seeping from her.

  “Oh my God, Steven! The baby! I could be losing the baby!” “You better hope for your sake you’re not. Look what I had to resort to doing because you couldn’t do as you were told. Hurry up and go wash this blood off of you so that you can go to the hospital.”

  She slid off the counter barely able to stand and walked to the shower. Lelone watched Officer McKinney change his clothes and call the ambulance. She watched as Suzan held her stomach protectively and cried about her baby as the EMT’s lifted her into the ambulance. She watched him get into his car as the ambulance pulled off. While watching him she began to get more enraged and slightly impatient. Tonight was going to be the night that all Suzan’s troubles would be over.

  She followed McKinney to Hillside Hospital and made her way to the labor and delivery floor. She snuck and put on some scrubs so she would be able to get close without him realizing that she wasn’t supposed to be there. When she walked to the waiting room she could heard the doctor asking him what happened that made her bleed and what happened to her face. She used this opportunity to go in to talk to Suzan.

  “Hello Mrs. McKinney. I’m Clare. I’m going to assist you in changing into your gown okay. I know you’re in a lot of pain and this may be hard for you. Can you tell me what exactly happened today that brought you in?”

  The minute she touched Suzan she saw a flash of what happened. She also saw the many times before that he had put his hands on her. She pulled away remembering the conversation he had with Officer McFalley earlier and the fake expression that he gave as if he had never hit his wife.

  She looked at Suzan sympathetically and said, “We can’t help you if you don’t tell us what happened. If you keep letting him hit you, he will one day take it too far and kill you. We will do everything we can to help your baby, but you need to love you and your baby enough to protect him as well. If he does this while you’re carrying his child what do you think he will do when your baby is in your arms?”

  Suzan nodded in understanding and headed into the bathroom. Lelone used that as her moment to exit. She had gotten all that she needed from her and she would use what she knew to let the hospital know that Suzan needed protection. She took off the scrubs and went to the nurse assigned to Suzan’s room and told her that she was a friend of Suzan’s and that she needed protection from her husband. The nurse nodded in understanding and went to speak with Suzan personally while telling the nurse aide to alert the doctor on what they had learned. They interrupted the doctor and pulled him aside to tell him what was going on and then they had Officer McKinney escorted off the floor. He left the hospital abruptly without making too much of a fuss. Lelone followed him home and making sure she was ready to put the first part of her plan into action.

  Exiting the car, Officer McKinney immediately noticed Lelone stretching close to his driveway. When she stood straight and looked at him he was drawn in by her icy blue eyes. She looked like she would be great relief after all that happened at the hospital so he approached her.

  “Hey there little lady you look lost.”

  Lelone pretended to be startled as if she was too occupied to realize that he had been watching her that entire time. “Oh. You scared me. No, I was just stretching before I continued my nightly run.”

  “I don’t think a young woman like you should be running out here so late at night by yourself. Do you have anyone running with you?”

  “No just me. Did you want to run with me and make sure nothing happens to me?”

  “Sure. Why not?” Grateful that he had changed into sweats and sneakers before heading to the hospital, Officer McKinney accepted Lelone’s offer.

  They jogged quickly down the street and headed toward the trail. He didn’t pause to consider whether this was a good idea or not because he had plans of his own. He looked up at the full moon that lit the path and up at the young woman jogging in front of him. He watched the way her body moved so fluidly without seeming to strain. Then as they got deeper into the wooded path Lelone cut away from the path toward the flowing river in the middle of the woods. Again he followed unsuspectingly.

  For a moment he lost her until he saw her stretching her shapely legs against a tree that seemed a little close to the running river.

  “That tree is a little close isn’t it?”

  Shaking her head she replied, “No, I don’t think so.” Then she began to take off her t shirt and shorts leaving nothing on but her panties and sports bra and she slowly entered the creek. Steven stood there watching her in aroused amaz
ement.

  Laughing she said, “Aren’t you going to join me? I thought you were making sure that I didn’t get hurt while I was out tonight.”

  He didn’t stop to think about it as he began to snatch his clothes off and entered the water with her. She continued to laugh at his eagerness and splashed him playfully as he entered the water.

  “I can see you didn’t need much convincing,” she laughed. “I love taking late swims in this river, that way no one can see me if I decide to take off more clothes. I don’t need anyone to get the wrong idea, you know what I mean.”

  He nodded his head without responding and she quickly ducked and disappeared in the water. He briefly swam around looking for her before she popped up deeper in the river where the current was much stronger. He struggled to swim over to her and then she disappeared under the water again.

  He laughed nervously at her little game until he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his groin area. She popped up out of the water smiling him. “Why don’t you come under water with me?”

  He told her the pain he was having and she looked at him seductively while asking, “Do you want me to take a look?”

  He nodded his head as his eyes closed in arousal as she caressed him slowly. She ducked her head under water for the last time and dragged him under by attaching weighted ropes at his waist. She stabbed him making him struggle for air while trying to fight off her attacks. He quickly began to lose blood while asking why and trying to scream for help.

  She smiled evilly. “Next time be careful who you kill. You never know who you’ll have to deal with. Oh that’s right there won’t be a next time. You’ll pay for his death with your own.”

  The attack was swift. She got out of the water taking the ropes with her. She dropped the knife that she got from his house on the way to the bank. When they found him they would assume that he died of self-inflicted wounds after what he did to his wife. They would have no reason to suspect anything else. This was exactly what she wanted.

  Chapter 9

  Sweeter Payback

  By the time Detective Luke Farmouth returned to the hospital he was exhausted. He’d spent majority of his time trying to find out more information on the two police officers that took his son to the morgue. From the long hours of digging he found that his son’s car was sitting at the police impound lot and that Officer McKinney had brought it in, saying that it had been abandoned. He rubbed his hands through his hair and walked toward the elevator just before he got on he got a call on his cell phone.

  He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Dr. Ross, the medical examiner from the morgue. Heather had called him and told him what was going on and he’d come back earlier than expected. He’d briefly taken a look at LJ and found something that he wanted to bring to Luke’s attention.

  Luke exited the elevator and went to the morgue. He passed by a dark haired man in sweats standing by reception and went directly to Dr. Ross. When he got there Dr. Ross said, “Hello Detective. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. I’m sorry we had to meet under these circumstances. I extend my condolences. I took a look at the body the moment I got into town. I wanted to make this my first priority especially in this particular case where there are people trying to make sure that I don’t look too closely. From what Heather told me, the people responsible are supposed to be on the force as well. Which is another reason why I called you here. I wanted to let you know what I found before I sent this information over to the Chief.”

  Detective Farmouth’s brows grew together as he listened to what Dr. Ross was telling him. This was a doctor that worked very closely with the bureau. So if there was something that piqued his curiosity enough to make him want to speak to the Chief himself then it was serious and it was something that would make this particular situation even harder on him.

  “What is it Doc? What did you find that made you want to take a closer look and contact the chief directly?” Luke questioned urgently. “I’ve known and worked with you a long time and you only do that when it’s something that could be valuable to the case. What did my son’s body tell you that he couldn’t tell me?”

  Dr. Ross rubbed his brow before placing a fresh pair of gloves on his hands. “Well, let me show you.”

  He walked over to the autopsy table where LJ lay and called Heather into the room. When she got there he told her in a very hushed voice, “Heather, make sure that we’re not disturbed please. This is something that I want to make sure is kept as private as possible. In fact, I want you to close and lock the doors and come assist me.

  She nodded her head while holding this odd expression on her face as if she wanted to say something she just didn’t want to say it out loud. Dr. Ross noticed her hesitation and followed by saying a little louder, “Heather. I’m going to walk Detective Farmouth over to security then I’m going to lunch. Lock up the morgue until I get back. I don’t want to be disturbed.”

  She quickly nodded and walked back to the front to let the hooded guest know that he would have to wait until after lunch to have Dr. Ross sign off on the body that he was waiting for. They heard him mumble something slightly obscene before saying that he would sit and wait since no one seemed to have a sense of time.

  She mumbled her apologies before quickly coming back into the morgue and bolt locking the door as instructed. It was only then that she explained why she looked as she had before.

  “Sorry Dr. Ross, Detective. The guy that has been waiting is one of the officers that brought the body in and told me that I needed to make sure that Dr. Ross wouldn’t touch it.”

  Dr. Ross nodded his head. “I figured that was him when I overheard him asking about the body being transferred.” He turned his attention to Luke. “That is why I called you so urgently.”

  But Luke wasn’t fully focused, all he could think about was that one of the officers that killed his son was currently standing outside and didn’t seem to recognize him enough to hide his intention. Which told him that he didn’t know him first hand and it also made him want to go out and confront him face to face.

  Dr. Ross noticed how tense he was and said, “Detective. I know you may want to go see who he is but you might want to hear this before you do, that may give you a clearer understanding of what you’re dealing with.”

  This made Luke pause and fight to give Dr. Ross his full attention. Glancing at him Dr. Ross continued, “I’ve worked with you and your department on many cases before. What I found in this case made me take pause because I found identifiable bullets in your son as well as fingerprints.”

  Now giving Dr. Ross his full attention he responded. “What do you mean identifiable bullets?”

  “Well I know the force has had markings on their bullets for quite a while. This information isn’t given to the public so no outsider would know enough about them to be able to duplicate

  those markings. So that tells me that someone one the force is responsible for the death of Lucas Jr.”

  “Where did you find the bullets?”

  “I found one lodged in his skull and pieces of the other bullet in his chest. There was also one lodged in his spine. However, that one had a different angle of entry than the other two. The others entered from the front and this one entered from behind.”

  “Do you have the bullets?”

  “I figured you would ask that.”

  Dr. Ross picked up the petri dish holding the bullets and handed him some gloves. “Here put these on. I don’t want you to touch these.”

  Luke slowly placed the gloves on and took the petri dish from Dr. Ross. He picked up the bullets and there in his hand was the physical evidence that he was dreading to see. The proof that someone he worked with to remove crime from the streets was using his position to hide his own crime.

  Dr. Ross continued, “From the evidence found it’s not a surprise that they didn’t want me to examine the body. Another coroner who’s not used to working with you guys wouldn’t know what the markings were. From the look of the b
ody he was killed around seven yesterday afternoon.” Looking at Heather he said, “You say he was brought in around twelve last night?” She nodded her head. He looked back to Detective Farmouth whose eyes were small intense slits. “Detective have you spoken to the Chief about your suspicions?”