ROYCE RIGGS
How was Riker able to come so close
to saving Lehman, yet was nowhere
to be found when his partner was being butchered?!
The whereabouts of Nicole Moore’s daughter have never
been made public, so perhaps he’s somewhere guarding
her from this psychopath. One can only wonder. Even more
puzzling, how was the Spyderco Killer able to get so close
as to take out the two cops guarding Scofield? Some
stranger walks up with donuts, so early that early risers
aren’t even up yet,
and they don’t question this guy?!
I’ll admit I’m guilty
of indulging in a few Krispy Kreme’s every now and then
myself, but come on! To completely let their guard down?!
Who is this guy, a ninja or something?! Ask me, I say
he’s one of them. Think about it. Who else could get so
close?
If they’re going to crack this case,
authorities need to start looking at their own.
“Hello?”
“Mom, it’s me. Are you o.k.?”
“Oh, thank God! I’ve been so worried. I’m fine. Are you where I think you are?”
“Yeah, all is well.”
But it wasn’t, Riker’s voice beginning to crack a little on the other end of the line.
“Oh, honey, I’m so sorry. They’ll be putting him to rest at the end of the week, full honors. His family wanted me to let you know just how much you meant to him. They completely understand you not being able to attend, and said all matters relating to the will can wait.
“Do you think he really has any idea where you might be?”
“I don’t know, it might have been a ploy to just get me away, but I can’t take any chances.
“Why don’t you come on-”
“Now don’t say another word. There’s no way we’re risking- She’s the closest thing to a-, you know.”
“Why don’t you go stay with Aunt Mary, then? Just for awhile.”
“Again, in your heart you know it’s too risky, to endanger anyone else. Don’t worry sweetie, all the neighbors are helping to keep an eye on me. And patrol cars are making their presence known at least once an hour. Besides, there’s still the alarm, and the double barrel I always keep by my side.
“On the news the other night they said it could be someone on the force. Do you think they’ll lookin’ into that?”
“I’m sure they’re trying to cover all angles. Just try not to watch too much of that stuff, ok? It’ll keep you on edge.”
“There’s just one of ‘em I really watch. You know me. Nothin’ comes between my Jeopardy and celebrity chefs.”
“Keep that alarm on, mom. I’ll try to call you in a few days. I love you.”
“Oh sweetheart, I love you too! More than life itself. Stay safe on your end.”
“I will.”
Heslehurst laughed when the line went dead. Laughed at how they avoided saying certain things, as if someone were listening in on them, yet obviously not truly believing it. He had been a fly on Mother Riker’s wall for a number of years now. A bug in her phone, an eye in her computer camera. All part of his blueprint. All part of being the unseen god in their universe.
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