Cole sat down across from Jarod. She stared at him with disbelieving eyes.
"You don't believe me?" Jarod asked.
"No" was her reply.
"Why not?"
"You killed her, and the others"
"I'm a Doctor, I save lives, not take them."
"Yes, a Dr. who came into town three weeks ago.."
"When these murders started" Jarod interupted.
"Riiight!" she said sarcastically.
"I didn't kill them".
"Then how did you get covered in her blood?" she asked.
"I already told them..." he said pointing at the mirror, "I picked her up and carried her out into the alley so I could reach her better. She was bleeding profusely from multiple stab wounds, that's why.." he pulls his shirt away from his body, "I'm like this, it got on me!"
Cole sighed, shook her head and said, "O.K. tell me again"
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June 27th Atlanta, GA
Rachel had just arrived home and poured herself a glass of wine. She walked over to her answering machine and pressed the play button. "Rachel, this is George, uh...there's something I think you should see. Call me as soon as you get this." She picked up her cell. and sees that it was dead, understanding why George had called her machine. She dials the phone.
"Hello?"
"What's up George?"
"I'm on my way up now."
She placed the phone back in the reciever. George knocks on the door twice and comes in.
"You're not gonna believe this," he paused as he opened his laptop, tapped on the keys.
"I came across this today" he said as he turned the laptop towards Rachel. She stares blankly at the screen, walks to the desk and sits down.
"There...this has to be a mistake" she pauses "Jarod was arrested fo murder?"
"There's no mistake" George shook his head. "look at this," he points to the screen "I thought his name was Wilkes."
Rachel said nothing. She knew Jarod had many secrets, but this was a shock.
"Was there a weapon?" she asked.
"No, the scene was clean"
"Then why are they holding him?"
"He's not been officially charged, they're only holding him for questioning right now, but he is the only suspect that they have. There has been three murders, same M.O. All three scenes were clean." he stops, shrugs his shoulders "except for the bodies."
Rachel stands quickly and walks toward her bedroom. "I'm going down there, tell Bailey I'll call him tomorrow."
"What are you doing, Rachel?"
"I have to help him George, he's done so much for me, I can't just leave him...I can't sit here and do NOTHING."
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PART TWO
Blue Cove, DE June 28th
Miss Parker pushed open the doors to the tech room. "BROOTS!!" she yelled.
He had just raised the coffee mug to his mouth, and when he jumped, he poured coffee all over himself. Jumping up, he pulled his shirt and said, "jeeze...my shirt is-"
"NO BIG LOSS...I'm sure you can run down to the local thrift store and pick up another one" the look on her face told him she was already in annoyed. "Do you have anything on Jarod?"
"No I'm still-" Broots was interupted by the doors flinging open. Mr. Lyle walked in.
"Hi sis!"
Miss Parker closed her eyes and sighedhard, and turned to face her brother. "Lyle, how many times do I have to tell you this, call me Parker, Miss Parker, you can even call me 'hey bitch', but DON'T CALL ME SIS!"
Lyle smiled. "Well PARKER, anything on Jarod?" he asked sarcastically.
"NO!" She responded in her most hateful tone.
"Heard anythind from the voices?" he asked laughing.
Miss Parker grabbed him by the throat. "Don't mess with me Lyle, I'm getting tired of your crap".
He grabbed her arm and twisted it up behind her back, then reached around in front of her, grabbing her by the throat and pulling her against him and whispered in her ear, "and I'm getting tired of YOURS". He let go of her, pushing her forward. She almost fell from the force of his thrust. She caught he footing, and spun around with her fists up ready to take Lyle down, but all she saw were the closing doors.
"Miss Parker, are you O.K.?"
"I'm fine, Broots...just find Jarod." with that said, she turned and left the room.