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Well. - I assumed he was in a hurry and was sloppy at times, as he erased people's memories, but he had a pattern...
- Tell us about this pattern. - Said the promoter...
While their bodies were partially buried in the desert, shirt buttons were missing, from the waist down bare, their toes were raw, mangled and defensive wounds on their body, their bodies mangled.
They were marked, where he saw torn nails, bite marks on his body, especially on his feet and some things were ripped from his clothes...
On their bodies, there were sometimes the absence of rings, which second, when there was the absence of jewelry, jewelry, on the bodies, when he remembered in the records of the reports, they often walked with them...
While his hair clips, souvenir bra ornaments, polka dot buttons on t-shirts were missing from all the women found, I think you have the souvenirs in his lair, he secretly kept track of the case, if there really were souvenirs. there..., in the mountains...
Several girls who strayed from their path, came from dysfunctional families and that in turn there would be no way back to their family...
Loving mothers who were lost...
Well... when they lost their husbands, lost girls who couldn't find their way, women who got involved in the drug world because they lost something important...
But they all had something in common, besides being prostitutes, they were lost girls who couldn't find their ways, the specific streets and unhappiness that couldn't be bought with money...
They made them confused, lost their way, and were quite disoriented psychically, they Chelsea in a case of deep depression, she wrote down her thoughts that came with everything, disorganized going out at night writing non-stop in her many notebooks for several days.. .
- Induced by random paths without any direction.
- And what you did. – Amasteus wanted to know.
And so on...
- I advised Ariana to head towards the location, as well as some in-depth interviews with the girls who were occasional victims...
There was no specific destination, someone would take the road, leaving everyone worried, he didn't seem to answer text or voice messages, he felt euphoria and with it came depression, if he lost his tracks, and so on and he could see that they were these cases...
There was some problem there, when Tsuki Miki made a face and said as if this was strange and alien to him...
I found them in those days between spaces of murder and the juggling of my life between my godfather Amasteus trying to keep my parents busy.
- Sometimes I said the cases of my mother Martha's jealousy outbreaks regarding Eduarda, the constant fights between the two and still he kept my mother Martha busy, I managed with a certain ease keeping her away from my secret personal life. ..
That one, it was to the point that I heard that my mother was literally treating herself to doctors who prescribed antidepressants...
When I was able to talk to Eduarda away from my mother who was always constantly being convinced to treat her depression by my father Thomas, who in turn was influenced by my godfather Amasteus, and the aftermath that led her to a spa retreat for the month from my investigation...
I could see that Ariana could investigate, following my advice, and everything towards that location, that's when and then I calculated that he appeared from a trip, something that some witnesses said he stopped attacking when they didn't resist and gave up fighting. ...
It was some strange reports. - He said.
So the more they fought the more fire I gave him and the more motivated he was to torture, I kept some of the girls watching these places, I thought, he supposedly attacks two weeks after every kidnapping and every assassination attempt...
I advised all the girls to keep an eye out and turn on their car lights, blinking twice when they feel threatened and so others would act, while sometimes.
They dropped a red ring and pressing the flare when they found the man they considered suspicious, I just couldn't say it was the right man...
There, there was a mechanic, he was suspicious, and without gathering evidence and without creating a method of proving it was himself...? He was weird...
He knew that according to the records he was supposed to create evidence so he could prevent the next victim from being the next victim, but there would be no crime without a victim, so what you did, I drugged my parents, went out with Alfred, went to eat at a friend's house, when I left, I was on the lookout...
When, I waited, when one of the girls he knew would be his next victim...
How did you know...? - She asked...
Well..., he would attack at certain periods of time and follow a pattern established between alternate days, when he would attack frequently it was between streets where there were more prostitutes, and when I stopped attacking a girl at school, that's when he felt frustrated. , he pushed her towards that moment, but she wouldn't die this time, and she went towards a car...
It took between thirty minutes between getting in the car and throwing the flare and being almost strangled, when that's when she screamed and was rescued by a transvestite that ran along the street and was engaged in the chain...
Then she hit the car, opened the door with everything and pulled the girl who was running desperately out, and so she ran, but the man fled by car, one of the girls wrote down the license plate of the car and the other was taken to the police station and soon they found a name and the owner of the car...
This man was a mechanic and they lived in Central City, he was a metallurgist and mechanic and the cops followed him, while the man was the same one in the photo... as he remembered it was the same man with a landscape face, he he liked control and this man maintained a controlling life over his wife and two children...
It wasn't the maniac I was looking for, but it was a maniac, whereas as they investigated...
I started to join the dots, and as much as I did the girls began to notice that the man was strange, and their first impression after seeing the wife that was erased and that sent them towards her shed, then to the salon, in a mechanic shop he had bought and there was the car with the hot engine, the fireplace burning and the place extremely stuffy and closed in the middle of summer.

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    TalampasJuan Alberto

    nice story. i enjoyed it. good job author!

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