The S.N. Killer

by speight, shameek

  Killer." Agent Vincent stated.

  Alexis and Lauren were lost for words. No way did they know the S.N.

  Killer had claimed so many victims in such a short amount of time.

  "Well detectives, the next step is to compare notes and see if we can set up a trap to draw the suspect out." Agent William stated.

  In less than two hours, Lauren and Alexis's private office wasn't so private anymore. The F.B.I. had agents setting up computers. Alexis stood there in shock never seeing so much technology come in such a short time and high tech gear.

  "Nice to meet you." Special Agent William said to Lynise as he shook her hand.

  ‘Ummm, damn, he's a sexy ass Brad Pitt look alike.’ Lynise thought to herself as she became aroused.

  "So, I hear you’re the forensic science and computer genius around here."

  Agent William said.

  Lynise blushed.

  "I wouldn't say I'm a genius. I just earned top achievement in my graduating class. I'm just good at what I do and love technology." Lynise replied.

  "That means you and Special Agent William have a lot in common. He's a genius and was top of our class and great with computers. So you two will be working closely together on this case." Agent Vincent stated.

  "So, what's our next move?" Alexis asked looking at Agent Vincent.

  "Well, we will set up a few fake profiles on different social networks since he likes all kinds of different types of women. Judging by his victims, he should try contacting us on one of the profiles." Agent Vincent said while walking around the office checking the new equipment his technical team just set up.

  "We tried that and it didn't work. It's like he has a way of knowing what profiles are fake." Lauren responded.

  "Well, this time you have Agent William, who's one of the best, and we will use real profiles too of different F.B.I. women agents and see if he goes for those as well. So, fill me in on all your leads so far." Agent Vincent said.

  "Okay, the first lead we have is the prepaid phone numbers that the Social Network Killer uses. He bought the prepaid phone and we believe over nine SIM

  Cards or several more from the same store on 149th and 3rd Avenue in the Bronx.

  The store owner's name is V.J. Mohammed. I questioned him and asked if there were any records or a way to know who he sold the prepaid SIM Cards to. He acted kind of funny and said no. So, it led me to think he's lying and knows we can't get a search warrant for his store or home without more evidence." Lauren replied.

  "What? You mean to tell me you have a suspect and you didn't search his store or home yet?" Agent Vincent shouted.

  "Listen, lower your tone when you're talking to me or my partner. We can't search a suspect's home or place of business without a warrant and before now we didn't have enough evidence to get one. Now, we can match the twenty dead women you were able to identify last known called numbers from a SIM Card that was ordered from that store, we’re good to go!" Alexis shouted.

  "I'm sorry Detectives. Forgive me for my tone. It's just we really need to get this S.N. killer. Now, please continue and tell me any other leads." Agent Vincent said.

  "Well!" Lynise said cutting in.

  "We took each victim's blood to get tested at a toxicologist. When the lab work came back, there was a large amount of an anesthetic called Propofol. This drug within forty seconds sedates a person reducing vascular resistance of the person's body. The time varies that the person is sedated on how much is given and how often. This isn't a drug you can just buy on a street corner. This drug has to be coming from someone in the medical field or someone with access to it."

  "Okay, enough with the talking, let's gear up and ride to the phone store and the house of this V.J. Mohammed." Alexis responded.

  "That's a great idea. Let's get a move on that now. You and I will take the store he owns and Agent William and Detective Pittman will take the suspect's house with the N.Y.P.D. backing them up and some F.B.I. agents." Agent Vincent said looking into Alexis's green eyes and got trapped in their beauty for a moment.

  He licked his lips and smiled at her.

  A warm rush traveled through Alexis's body as she stared back at him and started to feel her juices flow and her panties get soaked.

  'Damn, why he got to be so damn sexy? I love a dark skinned, handsome man with confidence and about something in life. Shit, push them thoughts out your head. The last time you ended up in bed with someone you worked with the only thing you got left with was a broken heart and a baby.' Alexis thought to herself trying to push any sexual visions she was having of Agent Vincent out of her mind little did she know he was trying to do the same.

  "Hold on you guys. I have to make a quick phone call. A call I should have already did." Lauren said after strapping a black bullet proof vest on as everyone around her was gearing up and getting ready for the search warrant they just received.

  Lauren sighed as she looked through Apple's folder and found the number she was looking for. She picked up the phone on her desk and dialed the number.

  After two rings, the person on the other line picked up.

  "Detective Lauren, I was wondering when you was going to call me. Have you gotten any good news? Have you found my friend?" Dalisia asked.

  Lauren paused a few seconds after listening to the girl.

  "Dalisia, your friend Apple is dead. We found her body last night in the Hudson River. I just found out the news today and told her family, but wanted to be the one to tell you before you heard it from anyone else. I owe you that much."

  Lauren said and didn't get a response on the other end of the phone.

  "Dalisia! Dalisia!" Lauren repeatedly said and only heard silence.

  Then she heard a piercing scream.

  "Noooo! Noooo!"

  The scream was so loud Lauren had to move the phone from her ear. Every word Lauren had said to her after that went in one ear and out of the other.

  The only thing Dalisia heard was her best friend was dead. She sat on the hotel bed in shock and all the pain of losing her dearest and closest friend in the world hit her at once and she screamed like she never had before in her life as tears streamed down her face.

  "Noooo! Noooo! Not Apple, why? Noooo!"

  The small room she was in began to spin as the hurt and pain consumed her body. She lay burying her face in a pillow on the bed and cried hysterically.

  Lauren couldn't any longer listen to Dalisia cry and scream and not answer her. So, with a heavy heart she hung up the phone.

  "Okay let's go do this." Lauren said.

  "Are you okay?" Alexis asked while putting a hand on Lauren's shoulder.

  "Yeah, I'm good." Lauren replied.

  "Just the words I wanted to hear." Alexis responded as she walked out of their office followed by Lauren.

  Chapter 17

  Alexis sat in the passenger seat in a Lincoln LS driven by Agent Vincent and another car with two F.B.I. agents following them along with the S.W.A.T. van.

  They pulled up on 149th and 3rd Avenue in the Bronx and blocked the street off. No cars were allowed to get through the block.

  Alexis looked at Vincent as she checked her bullet proof vest making sure it was on tight while cocking the SKS 9mm sub machine gun.

  "I never trust anyone to watch my back, but my partner Lauren, but now I have to rely on you right now." Alexis stated.

  "Don't worry, Detective Lovett, I'll make sure to watch your back." Agent Vincent replied in a seductive tone as he looked over at her and took a quick look at her voluptuous thick thighs.

  He started thinking about how amazing her shape was and how beautiful her face was. He quickly pushed the thoughts out of his mind and got back to the task at hand. He jumped out of the car followed by Alexis and the other F.B.I. officers and members of the S.W.A.T. team.

  Alexis pushed in the phone store door with the SKS 9mm sub machine gun drawn.

  "This is N.Y.P.D. and the F.B.I. everyone put your hands up and get on the gro
und."

  There were five customers in the store, two women and three men. The women screamed at the top of their lungs out of fear and dropped to the ground as they all rushed in the store. V.J. was behind the counter and was lost at what was going on. He raised his hands and looked confused as to what was happening.

  "What's going on here? I pay my taxes and there are no drugs in my store!"

  V.J. yelled.

  "Shut the fuck up and get down!" Alexis yelled and handcuffed him.

  The other officers talked to the five customers and let them go. Then they began to search all the computers and record books in the store. Alexis lead V.J. to a police van and put him in the van.

  Across town in Queens, Lauren pulled up on 103rd Street and Rockaway Blvd. with Agent William in the passenger seat and five police cars following her lead. They blocked off the block and surrounded the house number 247. Lauren looked at Agent William letting him know she was ready.

  A huge police officer kicked in the front door and Lauren and the S.W.A.T.

  team rushed the house. Lauren ran into the kitchen, where two East Indian women were cooking, and Lauren's first thought was that one of them was V.J.'s wife. The two women screamed as they seen the guns in their face.

  "What's going on?" One woman asked in a strong Indian accent.

  "Get on the ground and put down the knife!" One of S.W.A.T. team members yelled.

  "Okay! Okay!" The Indian woman said as she put the knife down that she was using to chop up her chicken for the meal she was preparing. She got down on her knees by the other woman.

  Lauren left the kitchen and went searching around the rest of the house.

  Lauren turned her head to see an officer carrying two young children out of the house, one a boy and the other a girl that looked to be no older than three years old and the other nine years old. Both children were crying uncontrollably and asking for their mothers.

  Lauren went up the stairs to the next level of the house and noticed S.W.A.T. team members running in and out of each room. She saw a door on the far right down the hallway. She walked to it and kicked it open. When she did, she saw Agent William handcuffing an East Indian man that looked to be in his thirties. William lifted him off the bed. Lauren stared at the man's face and could tell that he was related to V.J. because of his facial expressions were just alike.

  Besides the face, he looked more intelligent from the eyeglasses he was wearing.

  The more she looked at him the more suspicious he got. He wasn't asking any questions as to what was going on, like any normal scared person would be. But, his facial expressions were more of a man that was petrified and of someone who already knew this would be happening to him.

  "Don't worry, Detective Pittman. I have this one." Agent William stated.

  "Okay, sure." Lauren replied.

  The S.W.A.T. team loaded the two women and children into a van, along with the man, and took them to the 23rd precinct to a holding cell, while they spent the rest of the day searching the house collecting anything that looked like evidence.

  Special Agent Vincent and William along with Alexis and Lauren met up at the precinct and compared notes.

  "So, how long you think we can hold them? I don't think we really have anything on them." Lauren said while sitting at her desk going through paper work and files on V.J. and his family.

  "You're working with the F.B.I. now. We can hold them as long as we want, unlike the 72 hour law with N.Y.P.D. What you mean we have nothing? V.J. is our S.N. Killer. He and the other guy is, that you and Agent William arrested."

  Agent Vincent replied.

  "The man we arrested is Hedy Mohammed and is V.J.'s brother. The other woman in the house is his wife. Hedy is a nurse and has been for nine years now." Lauren said while looking up from the file she was reading.

  "I really don't think that V.J. is our S.N. Killer." Alexis said jumping in the conversation.

  "Yeah, me either. I'm checking all their online accounts on their computers and there's nothing, even the software isn't up to date. It's not good enough to stop me and the F.B.I.'s technology equipment from tracking them like the S.N. Killers has been." Lynise added while typing at her desk and searching files on one of the computers they took from the house as evidence.

  "Vincent, I'm going to have to agree with the detectives and Lynise. I'm looking up all V.J.'s records and online files from his work laptop. I haven't found anything criminal." Agent William said while typing on a computer at a desk right next to Lynise.

  "Have all of you gone mad? I'm telling you V.J. and his brother Hedy are our S.N.

  Killer. The S.N. Killer couldn't have just been one person. He would have needed help to get rid of all those bodies. And his brother Hedy helped him do just that.

  Look at the facts, people. All the SIM Cards came from V.J.'s store, every last text or phone call could be tracked to a SIM Card that came from there. Who else is able to change SIM Cards so fast after they use a phone, but someone that owns a phone store. The reason he can't remember who bought those SIM Cards is because he never sold them, just said he did and used them for himself." Agent Vincent stated then looked at the open folder in his hand.

  "And Hedy, his brother is a nurse." He said as he looked closer at the paper in his hand.

  "Did any of you see what type of nurse he is? He's an anesthetist specialist. That means this man went to school for four years to be a nurse and other three years to learn how to put people to sleep for doctors to work on them. We all know the victims had traces of an anesthetic in them. That's how our suspect rapes and eats whatever body part he likes. So, who better than a nurse who has access to the drugs. I'm telling you people V.J .and Hedy is the S.N. Killers." Agent Vincent stated.

  The more he had talked the more sense it all started to make to everyone in the office.

  "Okay, say you’re right. The S.N. Killer is really two people, not one. We should let the women and children go. I already questioned them. They don't know anything and we have V.J. and Hedy in the interrogation rooms." Lauren replied.

  "Yeah, you’re right, Detective Pitman. We can release them now. While you and Agent William interrogate V.J., Detective Loveit and I will interrogate the brother Hedy." Agent Vincent said while looking at Alexis.

  His body felt warm as he stared in her green eyes, honey brown skin complexion, and juicy lips that had red Mac lipstick on them. He felt himself becoming aroused and his dick started slowly to grow and rise inch by inch in his pants.

  'Stop it, stop it. Don't think about her like that. This is all business just worry about this case, that's all.' He said to himself as he tried to control his lust over Alexis and make his penis stop growing before everyone noticed.

  Alexis couldn't stop staring at Agent Vincent. There was something about his dark skin complexion, wavy hair, and his smile that seemed to attract her. She lowered her eyes and her grin turned into a cheesy smile spread across her face. As she looked down, she saw what looked to be like a snake growing inside his pants.

  ‘Hmmm, that shit looks like a monster. Damn, I wonder how it would feel inside me.' She thought to herself as she licked her lips.

  'Alexis, stop it and stay focused. What's wrong with you? Remember what happened the last time you lust over a man like this.' She said to herself and moved side to side because her pussy had become wet and her juices had soaked her thong making her feel uncomfortable.

  She stood up from her chair at her desk and took a quick glance down at her crotch area to make sure her wetness didn't soak through her pants and show.

  "Okay, so you and I will go and interrogate Hedy and Agent William and Lauren is going to interrogate V.J." Alexis stated.

  Agent Vincent shook his head in agreement and walked out of the office followed by Alexis. Alexis picked up her pace and cut in front of him. She wanted to be the first one in the interrogation room and show that no man can out do her.

  As she walked in front of Agent Vincent, he tried his hard
est to keep his eyes from looking at her ass, but his eyes were like a magnet drawn to it.

  'Damn!' He said under his breath as he watched her voluptuous ass switch side to side and moved loosely, even in jeans.

  'Damn, I wonder if she got any panties on, shit!' He mumbled then realized he was lusting a little too hard.

  Alexis unlocked the interrogation room and entered to see an average built East Indian man in his early middle thirties. He was sitting at the steel table that his left hand was handcuffed to. Lauren and Agent William stood behind the see through mirror with a camera recording everything that was on.

  "So, Detective Pittman do you think your partner and mines will get this guy to talk?" Agent William asked.

  "Well, I don't know about your partner, but mines don't play. She'll get him to talk and break him down." Lauren replied. She then turned her head and looked at him.

  'Damn, he's a sexy Brad Pitt look alike, I swear.' She thought to herself then looked back at the see through mirror.

  Alexis was sitting at the table across from Hedy and Agent Vincent was standing up next to her.

  "Listen Hedy, you're in a lot of trouble. We know what you have been up to."

  Alexis stated looking him straight in the eyes.

  "Ummm, I really don't know what you're talking about. I'm just a hard working citizen and a family man. I have no idea why I'm here or why the N.Y.P.D and F.B.I. raided my home that I share with my brother." Hedy replied nervously with sweat starting to drip down his forehead.

  "Listen, stop with the bullshit. I know you’re an anesthetic specialist and that you been using anesthetic to paralyze your victims while raping and killing them and even worse eating them. If you talk now, we'll try to work a deal so that you won't get the death penalty!" Alexis shouted.

  "I told you. I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't done anything and the State of New York doesn’t have the death penalty." Hedy responded.