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Breathe– Chapter 14
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He thought back to the time he had hidden in the closet a full week before his deadline. He knew it was the blonde that time because he had seen her hair and soft ***** as she changed into a T-shirt. Why didn’t he just take her then?
Why just a week later was the brunette in the wrong place at the wrong time?
He studied his research seeing she had arrived back at the apartment a full 30 minutes earlier that she had the previous three weeks.
And why was she getting something out of the blonde’s closet? “God dam females,” he thought. “Sharing their *****, getting into each others stuff. Why can’t they just mind their own ***** business?”
He was in a foul mood and it was getting worse with each passing day. Finally, he had dug through all his notebooks for a handful of leads that he had researched but decided not to pursue for one reason or another.
But those reasons seemed trivial now as he reviewed and then carefully selected the plot of his next story.
To update his research he had watched her for the past day, and she still seemed to live alone. She still worked at the same mortgage company, and thankfully she still stopped at Starbucks a block from her office.
She only worked a half day on Tuesday’s and usually returned to her apartment to study for her realtor’s license exam. If he wasn’t mistaken, she would have taken the test in three days.
You’ve got to love the Emerald City and its preoccupation with caffeine, he thought leaning forward on his elbows and listening for her order.
This was the moment he liked the most, because he could be so close to her. The barrister called her beverage, but like most busy people early in the morning she was lost in conversation on her cell phone.
He was amazed how easy this had been every time. He picked up her beverage, and just like he had practiced a thousand times and done four others, he palmed the small vial in his hand and let the colorless liquid flow into the small hole in the plastic lid covering her latte. He had this down to such a practiced art that he rarely spilled a drop.
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wow am i first? lol your story is the best out. i wait every day for it and they just get better and better as you go. please post the next soon
I am so glad you graced us weith another chapter today. The way you find the voice of each character is amazing. Thanks for the story.
hey…great story. i’m a seattle native too, so I really appreciate the local touches :) great job.
Hey I feel honored to be second I have been checking in all day for your next chapter, I must admit I’m getting a bit worried about our two heroines, what with that slimeball lurking around. I had a feeling it was him in the boat last chapter, Damn! He’s gonna get what for from one of our ladies I know it. Awesome Sox!! Can’t wait :-)
Didn’t I read somewhere that Seattle has more psychopaths than any city in the U.S? Gosh. This guy is so creepy and sick.
i knew that bastard was in the boat…. ok bette its time to be a cop again… and get this bastard… keep the dog close by… love this story…please continue
knew it was him. patricia sure teaches us to look at everyone. my offer still stands. wow, so arrognant, he is. post asap.
He makes me feel ill. Great writing. I can’t wait for Bette to take him out. have a good week and post as soon as you can.
ok glad I’m reading this in the day time. lol
A couple of things I want to say thank you for, first I live with a roommate and it’s werid because she is so perdicable, but I’m not, reading that chapter has me checking every closet and under the bed in my house.
And I have to say thank god that starbucks now puts these sticky pieces of tape over the sip hole.
What else, oh will so have to start working harder on my dogs attack mode.
And pay even more attetion to people around me. last one, maybe I should get a bigger knife?? oh that would suck if i had to explain why I’m carring a knife in my pocket to a cop. I will think about the last one.
This chapter creeps me out even more, knowing where all these places are. I have a friend who lives in Belltown…and who is blonde! I’m going to send positive energy out to her, and remind myself over and over again, that this is FICTION! Thanks for this extra chapter.
You’re killing me. Let me guess, Bette won’t hesitate this time, will she?
I am now officially addicted. I find that I am reading the same page or paragraph multiple times just so I can make the story last longer.
Another blonde, huh? Hmmm, oculd be there’s a pattern here?
The hairs on the back of my neck are already standing on end when I think of ‘him’ coming after Bette and Tina. Excellent as always.
hate him . but LOVE this story … can’t wait for the next chapter
Awesome chapter Sox! Thank you for this story, it just keeps getting better! Please Please post soon!!!
great chapter,love the suspence.
Reading that was way too creepy. I don’t know if that is how a serial killer thinks but it convinced me. I’ve got mixed emotions now. I don’t know if I can read your next post because I know some poor woman is going to meet this guy and it’s not going to be pretty. I hope Bette and her cohorts catch this guy quickly.
That is excellent … please spare Bette’s dog … :-))
Again I have to say you know how to write a startlingly creepy character – I guess all your murder mystery reading has helped forge your skill. These chapters are the hardest for me to read because the ugliness and hate is so hard to bear even in fiction, it’s why I stopped reading murder mysteries about 3 years ago and never watch the CSI stuff. but your story is very very well done and I love your Bette and Tina connection so I will read you till the finish. Thanks sox it’s a wonderful story.
And working in Starbucks just shouts out to the coffee hounds that IC created.
An other fascinating journey through the killer’s mind : great work, once more !
It’s so interesting to follow such psychological cases, to analyse their motivations, their way to think and feel… Abyssal, scaring, but fascinating.
And you are truly gifted to depict such journey. Chapeau !
This guy is a crazy baster!
Okay he is a pervert. Lets get down to business now. .let him slip up and become afraid. Bette needs to tend to business.we all know she love Tina, She need to catch this nut. thanks
It’s scary to think that this may actually be in fact the way, thoughts, of a serial killer. We don’t get this perspective other sources…sorry or maybe we do as I am not an avid reader of this work….I love this however, cause hopefully love will prevail and I kind of know the ending…I always need to know the ending of the movie in order to really enjoy it..yes I’m wierd…..But thankyou for this chapter…can’ wait til tomorrow
I have to admit being creep out by this guy. Very original idea on the coffee, I was thinking that he might be a waiter or something, but yeah, I tend not to pay too much attention after I order my drink too. I will be more careful from now on!
Great story…..and yeah, knew it was that guy. Now have to wonder, where’s the security at that nice housing community? I just assumed it was a gated community.
Have a great event and write more!
Bette’s a wounded champion. Will she be able to be there for Tina in the crucial moment?
But, I’m rushing things.
The pathology of this villain is scary and real, too real.
Thanks.
Your villain is pretty scary but really well executed.
WOW!!! i just read this story from start to finish and i still cant believe everything thats happened. it made me curious as to how u no so much about CSI’s and everything else cuz u went into such great detail and thats wat certain stories are lacking. this guy is really wacked and i had an idea as to who tipped off the reporter i kinda thoought it was that male nurse who was watching tina when bette went to talk to the doctor. is it going to be in an upcoming chapter if not then can u please tell me if im right. and please POST SOON i love this story and i cant wait for the next chapter, even tho it freaked me out i liked how u had chapters just around the guy like wat he was thinking and stuff it was pretty deep. POST SOON PLEASE!!! CANT WAIT!!!
Wow that was truly creepy what a sick wacko as you said. Thanks
Again, a perfect addition to a perfect story, Thanks!
Now this is reading like a mystery novel. It has a Jeffrey Deaver feel to it. I love it. Post soon.
This is so great. The detail is terrific. By far, the best mystery on fanfic yet!
ewwwww he’s so creepy, I’m scared!! YOU ARE SOOO GOOD!!!
I had a feeling he was the guy at the boat.
sick bastard! hmm..he actually continue to track Tina down..oh o…doesn’t sounds good to me.. post soon!!
The way you present this guy gives me the CREEPS..Such a FREAK..This story is getting VERY VERY VERY INTERESTING.I KNEW THAT SICK PUPPY WAS AT THE DOCK..BETTE NEEDS TO TEACH THE DOG TO SICK BALLS….YOUR A WONDERFUL STORY TELLER..THANKS..POST WHEN YOU CAN PLEASE
That was good…creepy coffee guy, is he impersonating being a member of staff at these coffee houses? so easy to get these uniforms…
When he is entering the victims apartments/houses is he also slipping the drug into other liquids that are in the fridge or drink cabinets? He lives for his crimes to be in print…so so good, love it.
Thanks Sox1.
Serial killers are never too far from their prey, as is what I suspected with the previous chapter. ;-)
Geez, I feel like I now need to keep careful watch over my americanos, or any drink I order at a counter, from now on.
Wow, it’s amazing how sick some people’s minds can be! It’s really a scary thing. Bette needs to get her detective head back on. I mean, I’m loving their, Bette and Tina’s, connection and all, but this guy’s warped sick mind, has me wanting to reach in and shake Bette out of her dreamy world, of her and Tina, and wake up the meticulous detective side of her. I mean, after that creepo, is behind bars, or dead, then I can relax with B/T staring glassy eyes, at each other. BUT, NOW AIN’T THE TIME!!!! Sorry, just on the edge, right now. You see, why I don’t watch those CSI shows. The neighbors would complain, about all the shouting coming from my place, and just find me yelling at the tv. Yup, I need a life! (smile)