They reached the hotel on the outskirts of Ferne Clyffe State Park. Marie parked her van three spaces away from Christopher's car. She climbed out of the van. Making sure he saw her.
As he walked to the rear of his car to get the boy from the back seat. She walked up beside him injecting the sedative in the side of his arm. 'Risky' she thought. Luckily he was too focused on little David to pay attention to her. She had once again doubled the dose.
She dragged him to her van. Then sat there for a minute. She really hated this plan. If they used voice recognition software. They would know who she was. 'Fuck it all' she thought. She picked up her voice modulator placing it to her throat as she dialed nine-one-one. "Hello, there is an eight year old boy. Alone in the backseat of
a gray Ford Taurus. Behind Shawnee Trails Lodging and Suites. He was kidnapped." Marie told the dispatcher. Then she hung up. Driving to the side of the parking lot. She remained where she could see the car but couldn't be spotted by police, hopefully.
Once the police arrived at the car. Marie immediately drove away. She had serious plans for Christopher Alan Beck.
It was the perfect day for a hike. At least that's what Sam Tucker thought. He was hiking through Ferne Clyffe State Park. Suddenly he looked over at a tree. Finding the charred remains hanging from a branch. He instantly threw up. Then he dialed nine-one-one.
Agent King arrived at the state park. To see the most disturbing of the killer's victims. The body was unrecognizable. It had been set on fire. Then he noticed that behind the tree. Was what looked like a freshly dug grave.
Brandon immediately called for dogs. It would take about an hour for them to get there. So he began talking to the M.E.. "What do we have?" King asked. She answered "It's a man. Other than that I don't know yet."
The K-9 officers showed up. King told them "I need you to search the entire area. There's a grave over there. I want to know if there are anymore." They got to work immediately.
Two hours later they had found twelve bodies. All little boys around eight to ten years old. King really wanted to award this killer a medal of honor. Whoever he was, he was saving people's lives.
June 30, 2019
Marie had one more name on her list. In that area at least. She had already created a list for her new location. Tonight was the night she was going to clear her current list. Then first thing tomorrow morning she would be on her way.
She had to work one last shift though. Marie couldn't risk raising suspicions. Besides even though she didn't need the money. Money always helped.
June 30, 2019
Mount Vernon, IL.
Agent King was on a conference call with Vincent and Trent. "Okay, so the M.E. said it's a man. The body was found in a state park. Surrounded by graves. Twelve boys none over ten years old. I over heard two police officers talking about a boy found at a nearby hotel. I spoke to the hotel manager. He said that no one saw anything. So I listened to the nine-one-one call. Techs are working on it now. The caller used a voice modulator. There's a ninety nine percent chance that we've got our killer's voice." King reported.
Robert responded "That's amazing. Our boy finally slipped up." "That's not a big slip up though." Valerie said before asking "Who's to say anyone will know that voice?" Robert agreed. Then asked Brandon "Why doesn't the M.E. know anything yet?" Brandon responded "The body was set on fire. He's ninety percent burned."
"Shit!" Valerie exclaimed.
June 30, 2019
Detective Watkins was just about to leave for dinner. When he received a call from a blocked number. He wasn't going to answer but the caller was persistent. "Yes" he answered.