Part 4 (2/2)
Dalton just stared back. His eye twitched again.
Rainey didn't press. The way he looked at her, she knew he threw the head in the water to get rid of the evidence of what he did with it after he killed the women. She wanted to crawl across the table and rip off what was left of his s.e.xual organs. Instead, she changed the subject. Dalton was more likely to give her something else, just to keep her from bringing up his necrophilia. These guys would admit to revolting crimes, but most didn't want anyone to know about what they did to the bodies after death. Even a psychopath knows those acts are unspeakable.
”Okay, I won't ask you about that. Let's go back to when you began to use the sword and the bible verses. You didn't do that with the first girl.”
Dalton, so distracted by her interest in his post murder activities, slipped up. ”I just lost it with her. I didn't intend to kill her, but she pulled my mask off and recognized me. Then she started saying how she knew me from being her church camp counselor and she knew about my...my not having any b.a.l.l.s and I just lost it.”
”So, are you now admitting to killing Janelle White?”
Dalton realized an instant too late what he had done. His face flushed red. He glared at Rainey. His eye began to twitch. He glanced over at the guard with the black box. Rainey got Dalton's attention.
”Are you also admitting to being the masked rapist for the two years after that?”
Dalton continued to grow angrier. Rainey knew it was time to pull back.
”Okay, you don't have to answer that, but I have to tell you, if you talk about the rapes and how you went from s.e.xual a.s.sault to serial killing, people will want to listen. It'll buy you more visits from the BAU.” Silence. ”Well, what about the bible verses? Will you talk about that?”
The Dalton that spoke next was the scary Dalton, the pretty boy turned evil killer. In a flat tone, he said, ”They claimed to be virgins. Virgins don't get in a truck with a stranger and go necking in the woods. They were s.l.u.ts. I gave them a chance to ask for forgiveness and then ended their lives before they could sin again. Isn't that what you want to hear?”
”No, that's what you want me to think. What I think is you specifically hunted virgins in retribution for those brothers who beat you half to death for raping their sister. Was she a virgin, Dalton?”
Dalton shouted, ”I didn't rape that c.u.n.t. She wanted it. They all wanted it.”
The guard in the corner took a step forward. Rainey put her hand up to stop him and kept at Dalton.
”Okay, we won't talk about that girl either. Calm down so the guard won't have a reason to push the b.u.t.ton on his little box.” She waited a second then continued, ”After Janelle, you went two years without killing. Why? What made you change your methods?”
Dalton breathed heavily, his eye steadily twitching; he was close to losing control. He didn't answer her.
”Was it the blood, Dalton? Did the blood from Janelle excite you? Did it scare you for two years, that you liked the blood, and then you couldn't resist the need anymore? The rapes weren't enough. You needed the blood for the s.e.xual release, didn't you?”
Rainey didn't care about the rapport she spent six months building with this creep. She hoped he rotted in h.e.l.l. She was on a roll and couldn't stop herself.
”Or was it s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g her dead head that did it for you? Or maybe it was because she was the same age as your little sister. Did you fantasize about your little sister, too?”
Dalton leaned forward. ”I think about your blood on me when I m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.e, now. It's the only way I can c.u.m.”
Rainey didn't flinch. Instead, she laughed. ”I a.s.sure you I'm not a virgin. Probably wouldn't do a thing for you.”
With a spine-chilling smile, Dalton spewed out, ”I fantasize about taking your head over and over. The look on your face...what I'd do to that pretty mouth... It's what gets me through my days.”
Rainey knew they had reached the end of their conversation. Dalton was beyond answering questions, now. Something snapped inside Rainey, and with the knowledge that she would never have to see him again, she stood up. Her supervisor would reprimand her for jeopardizing any further communication with Dalton, but it did not stop her from telling him just what she thought. This was going to cost her a week's suspension and a trip to the Bureau psychiatrist, but it was worth the price.
”Dalton, before I leave there is something I've always wanted to say to you. I hope North Carolina gives you the needle. I know what you did to those women. I know why you did it. You are not special. You are a run of the mill s.a.d.i.s.tic psychopath and I will make sure that everything you've said will be evidence enough to put you to death. I especially will derive pleasure from telling the jury about your taste for dead body parts. Everyone is going to know exactly what kind of miscreant you are, Dalton Chambers.”
Rainey gathered up the folders on the table. Dalton's expression changed to pure hatred. He screamed after her, as she began to leave, ”If they take me there, I'll find you. I already know where your father lives. That's a nice little place there on Jordan Lake.”
Rainey stopped and turned around.
Dalton continued his rant, ”Yes, that's right. I have fans and they tell me things. I know all about you Rainey Bell. I'll get to you, one way or another.”
Rainey gave Dalton her best smile. ”The next time I see you will be at your trial, followed by your execution, at which I will most definitely be in attendance.”
”They can't prosecute me there. My deal covered all my Virginia murders and the ones in North Carolina, too.”
Rainey laughed. ”Ah, therein lies the rub. You just told me you killed Janelle White. You took her from just across the North Carolina line. You may have killed her in Virginia, but the kidnapping occurred in North Carolina. You never admitted anything about the murder until today. It wasn't covered in your deal. North Carolina can indict you for felony kidnapping that resulted in rape and murder.”
Dalton yanked at the chain around his belt. Rainey didn't flinch.
”Why wouldn't you admit to that one killing? We all knew you did it. Was it because she was so young? You knew your supporters would dump you if you admitted to killing a child. She was a young innocent girl, just barely thirteen, who did nothing but cross your path. If the guys in here know you killed a child, the target already on your back is going to grow exponentially. Dahmer lasted, what, nineteen months? You're going to die Dalton, one way or another. Too bad they don't use the guillotine anymore, it would be so fitting.”
Dalton lost all semblance of control. ”I told you I was going to kill you the day you shot me. You thought I forgot about that. I keep my promises. One day when you least expect it, I'm going to send someone after you. You're going to be looking over your shoulder for the rest of your life. When you close your eyes at night you'll see me. I'm going to haunt your dreams...”
Rainey signaled the guard on the other side of the door that she was ready to be let out. He spoke into his radio and the door began to slide open.
Dalton continued to scream behind her, ”You'll never forget me. I'll get you one way or another, you can bet on that, b.i.t.c.h. I have fans right now that want you dead. You're going to die just like those other wh.o.r.es.”
Just before the door closed behind her Rainey looked at the guard in the corner. She nodded. The guard smiled. Rainey walked down the hall with Dalton's screams echoing off the walls, his body writhing in pain, as 50,000 volts jolted him from his chair.
Under her breath, she said, ”Give it your best shot, a.s.shole.”
PART II.
”When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.”
~Lao Tzu.
Chapter four.
Monday, April 4, present day.
Raleigh, North Carolina.
”Cease fire! Cease fire!”
Rainey shouted, but to no avail. The two women in front of her continued to pull the triggers of their respective weapons. The rounds came fast, one behind the other, disappearing toward the black silhouettes in their sights.
She tried again, louder this time. ”Cease fire!”
The blonde stopped firing first. She turned her eyes back to Rainey just as the other woman fired her last round.
”That's it!” Rainey continued to shout, because she hadn't yet taken out her ear protection. ”You two will not be shooting semi-automatic weapons. You are staying with the revolvers I gave you to begin with.”
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