Son of a Serial Killer

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Authors: Jams N. Roses
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about the tears he’d shed when talking about his problems, he had asked for her opinions but not for her help, he was strong and she was sure of it.
    She wrote of the advice he had given her, comparing him to her parents who no longer spoke to her due to her straying off the path, her parents who sent just enough money to keep her off the streets every week, but not strong enough or caring enough to drag her back on the right path or even knock sense into her. Ben had spoken to her straight, honestly and openly, and she hung from every word as if this special guy knew secrets that no other person knew.
    Eve laughed to herself. Was she getting carried away? She knew that she probably was, but she enjoyed it, she loved it, she may even love Ben, already! What was she thinking? She laughed some more.
    Eve checked her mobile phone, on the off-chance that she may have missed a call or message from her new lover. She hadn't. She closed her diary and put it on the bedside table, grabbed the television and DVD remotes, and took her mind off things by watching one of her favourite films, a story about true and forever lasting love.

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    The car park had a strong police presence trying to keep an agitated mob of workers calm whilst trying to get any useful information from them. Workers, who had just finished a ten or twelve hour shift, were being told that they couldn't get to their vehicle due to a serious crime that had taken place.
    There was not one useful statement given by any of the group.
    The deceased had been dead for well over an hour before he was finally found. Almost half of the cars in the car park at the time of the murder had been driven away by their owners, without so much as a glance at Charlie's vehicle of death.
    The woman who found him, a financial controller for a different company in the same building, only saw him as she was climbing into her car, parked next to his, and noticed the splatters of blood on her passenger side window. She went to inspect the mess and found more than she'd bargained for. Screaming, she'd run back up to the reception desk and that's when the police were called.
    Summers stood a few feet from the car, as forensics, inch by inch, looked for fingerprints, fibres, hair, different types of blood and DNA, anything that could help pinpoint the killer.
    ‘ Boss,’ called Kite.
    Summers turned to see him approaching, a glum look on his face.
    ‘ Give me some good news, Kite,’ said Summers.
    ‘ No can do, boss,’ he replied. ‘Some disagreement between the firms who work here, and the management company, means that the CCTV was neither repaired nor upgraded after a problem with the system...’ he checked his notes, ‘last autumn.’
    ‘ For fuck’s sake!’ spat Summers.
    That was the first time Kite had heard his boss speak with such venom, he liked it.
    ‘I’ve got a full list of employees, past and present. Apparently he was a bit of a player, so no girlfriend as such, although there are a couple of bars and strip clubs he frequented,’ said Kite. ‘The secretary is going to email me a report which will show us who was at the victim’s office today, and if they were on the phone or logged onto their terminals around the time of death.’
    One of the fo rensic team approached and told them that they were finished.
    ‘ We've got a few samples of blood to test, also a hair that looked out of place. Fingerprints were collected for examination, but the number of people who could have already been in the car, or touched it, really means that the prints are not going to be the key to solving this one,’ he said. ‘We'll push through the blood and the hair as a priority and take it from there. Get your boys to bring the vehicle to us and we'll take a deeper look inside if necessary, but I'm not hopeful we'll find anything more. You can go ahead and get stuck in now.’
    And with that, the forensic team made their exit , finally allowing Summers and Kite to get close to the

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