O'Malley's Descent
Chapter III
A Dark Room
continued from chapter II: The Whistler
O’Malley deliberately slammed the door.as he entered interrogation room 3. As if on que all the lights went out, except for the flickering table lamp.
O’Malley spoke.
“This is a dark room. The recorders, the microphones, the cameras are all switched off. Even the lights are turned off so that they can’t lip-read. It’s just you and me. What you say to me in the next three minutes, stays here. Nobody has to know. This is the only chance you are getting. The first and the last. Talk to me. Talk to me now. What are you doing Edward?”
The skinny man didn’t move. He sat with his head drooped, his hands folded neatly on the table in front of him. O’Malley started breathing heavy. His nostrils flaring and the muscles in his jaw flexing with every wheezing breath. But still the man didn’t move.
“Talk to me Edward.” O’Malley shouted.
“The name’s Eduardo”, the man replied. Still not moving.
O’Malley thought for a moment that he was going to say something. But no. He just went back to being perfectly still.
“You know what’s happening, Eduardo?”, O’Malley said, deliberately drawing out his name.
“They are going to try you for murder. Not one. Nine murders. They have your car. Tomorrow morning the forensic geeks are going to tear it apart. They are going to look at every bit of that car under the microscope. And they are going to find exactly how many and which girls you’ve had in there. Strands of hair, eyelashes, fibres even friggin’ dandruff. They are going to find it.”
The man didn’t move. So O’Malley just continued.
“You know the only piece of evidence we found? It was a fruit knife. Victim number three. The killer had used it to slice up the nylon cord. No fingerprints. But there was DNA. Not the victim’s. But somebody had cut themselves once with that knife while eating an apple or whatever. And we have his DNA. Tomorrow morning they are going to stick a bud in your mouth and take your DNA. And they are going to compare it. And they are going to nail you. You understand me? You know what DNA is don’t you? You can’t be that stupid.”
O’Malley leaning over the table. His enormous bulk bearing down on the scrawny looking man.
The man finally looked up to find O’Malley’s smoldering eyes burning into his soul.
O’Malley knew he had him now. He pushed on.
“The minute this is over, all hell’s going to break loose. There’ll be lawyers and scientists and cops crawling all over you. They are going to drag up river and down, in and out of courts. And don’t forget the newspapers. They are going to rip you to shreds. Every little thing you’ve done is going to be picked apart. Like a Christmas turkey. Then they are going to lock you up in a dark lonely cell for a few months. After that they are going to strap you to a chair and pass a thousand volts through your body until your brain turns into mush and your heart explodes inside you. What are you going to do Eduardo? What do you have to say?”
O’Malley face was inches away from the man. His mouth foaming. His breath coming in heavy gasps. But the man sat unmoved by this over the top exhibition of O’Malley’s powers of intimidation. He looked into O’Malley’s eyes and held its gaze. Something not many people could do.
After a long pause the man finally spoke.
“Don’t worry Bernie. I’ll never tell. I’ve taken care of it. They’ll never find out you’re my baby brother.”
The lights went on before O’Malley could reply.
continued.. chapter IV: Blood and Water
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Wow!…..
This is getting better than a roller coaster ride!…there you can at least predict the next turn!….here you just can’t fathom!…..lol! I’ve stopped making my own deductions now….just going with the flow of ‘poison bay’!!
Thanks all.
Especially gargangatua... what an awesome response!!!!!
I promise you it'll only get better.
oh! my! GOD!
Hehe. Thees ees good. You'd give Hadley Chase a run for his money y'know?
hadley chase? Who's he?
But I do admit... this is reading a little like a soap opera for the sick and twisted.... Love it!
James Hadley Chase. He's like this B-grade(but addictive) detective novelist. But you are more superlative...and its not like you need this..but yeah I'm hooked.
Ha ha ha.... nice ending that one....