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Date Posted: 18:52:19 04/07/01 Sat
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's message, "THE THREAD THAT BINDS" on 18:35:17 04/07/01 Sat
THE THREAD THAT BINDS - Part III
I am sick. I wander around Section in a daze and feel helpless. Teams have been sent to sweep the house and look for any evidence which might point to the whereabouts of Michael and Marnie. I find myself walking in the direction of Madeline’s office. When I open the door I see that she is sitting at her desk and working at her computer.
"Sit down, Nikita," she says as if she has been expecting me.
I waste no time in small talk. "How did a serial killer make it into our system," I ask.
Madeline smiles and folds her hands on top of her desk, and I notice that her private little garden seems to be doing quite well. "I know I don’t have to remind you from where we recruit our trainees, she says. No, we would not knowingly recruit a serial killer, but it is possible for a potential serial killer to slip through the cracks. Not everyone that we bring into Section is willing to relinquish their psychosis."
"You mean trade it, don’t you," I cannot resist remarking.
Madeline smiles at me indulgently. "I am studying Marnie’s file now. If you wish to do the same, you can access it from the computer located in the Beta room."
I smile my thanks and leave. I look forward to looking at Marnie’s file as much as I dread it. Moments later I arrive at the empty tech room and access the file on the computer. What I find is sad, but not unexpected. Marnie secured her place on death row with the brutal murder of her mother and her mother’s boyfriend. The gruesome pictures which accompany the descriptive account cause chills to race over my body. I turn away in revulsion. Quickly scanning the details of the other murders, I stop to read all of the facts listed concerning her childhood. I am mainly interested in places, for it is becoming evident to me that Marnie must come full circle.
As I study her file I perceive that she is very bright. Section Six lists her as a computer genius. I read through the file again paying particular attention to any methodology that I can detect. She must know that she cannot get away with Michael’s murder. She has acted in haste, seemingly without a backup plan, and has left no suspects other than herself. Realizing that Michael’s death is to be the final act in her insane drama, she must feel the need to tie everything together in order to make sense of her life.
* * * *
Three hours later I am on a plane headed for Norfolk, Virginia, the town where Marnie grew up. I am accompanied by Michael’s team, who refused to be left behind. I can’t help but smile remembering the look on Operation’s face when I outlined my proposal. He would never have agreed to the profile had Madeline not backed up my evaluation. Madeline had also come to the conclusion that Marnie would return to her roots. Together we had worked out a plan.
I study the profile for the third time and mentally rehearse the mission. What we might find on the ground below, I dare not imagine. Twenty minutes later, we leave the airport and head for Duvalle Street in the van which has been provided for our use. We stop in an area outside of our intended destination and wait for Birkoff to give us an "all clear".
I step out of the van and scan the neighborhood.. Taking a deep breath I smell the heady new-born green aroma of early spring. The street is quiet, and mature trees shade frame houses in various stages of decay I sense that the original owners are long gone and that the property is probably used for rentals.
"Birkoff, have you detected anything?"
"Yes, I show that there are two people in the house."
"O.K. we’re going in."
I step back into the van. "Rhodes, you’ll approach from the East side. Clemens, cover the South. I’m taking point. We don’t know what we’re going to find, so, be prepared for anything."
I say a quick prayer as I leave the van. Ever since yesterday morning when I learned that Michael was missing, I have blocked from my mind any possibility that he has been harmed. I realize that in the next few minutes I may come face to face with my worst nightmare. Birkoff breaks into my thoughts.
"Everything is in place. You may proceed."
I direct the team to the first mark. I, then, approach the front door, cautiously, checking the street to insure that I have remained unobserved. My knock goes unanswered, and I am caught off guard when a bullet shatters the door inches from my head. As I am ducking to the side, I hear gunfire being exchanged from the other two teams and then, silence.
I kick the door open with the heel of my boot, then jump to the right sliding behind the sofa. I get off a couple of rounds as I go down, hitting my mark at least once. Peeping cautiously around the corner of the of the couch I see Marnie hunched down in the corner bleeding profusely from several gaping wounds. As her eyes are beginning to glaze I watch her lift the gun to her head.
"No!" I scream as I break cover to try and save her life. The gun explodes filling the air with smatterings of unidentifiable matter that until a few minutes ago made up a human being.
"Rhodes, Clemens, report in."
Rhodes is the first to respond. "All clear."
Two men are wounded. Everyone else seems to be all right.
The men began to check out the rest of the house looking for some sign of Michael. I stay in the front room, unwilling to confront what a thorough search of the house might uncover.
"Nikita, in here."
I inwardly flinch at the serious tone of Rhodes’ voice. I force myself to walk toward the open door leading to what is most likely a bedroom. Reaching the door I look slowly look around the room, avoiding the body in the center of the bed until the last possible moment.
When I finally turn to look, the picture that fills my vision hits me with the force of a physical assault. I feel my knees buckle beneath me, and I am aware of someone screaming in the distance. My world turns black.
The End of Part III
Kitkat
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