FFTSK: The Next Chapter

Cory
"This just proves my point Cory" cooper gives me a raised eyebrow. "No" i pause, "I never killed with strangulation" i say. "Correction, you don't kill with strangulation" Cooper places down his mug. "I've stopped killing." "How do we know that" ... "because I just told you." "Listen. I understand that your good at your job okay, but your clearly not pinning me on these murders that I didn't do." "DNA on the bodies says otherwise" Cooper stands from his seat, i double blink and follow him out his office.

"So my DNA is over everything" ... "yes" he turns back to me. "Maybe I did do them" ... "wait no, no I didn't. I know I didn't." "This redemption arc trial that your on with Hazes mother, that's the only thing stopping you from being here. How long that is, I don't know, but I'll have you. I have your cell all ready and you'll look good in orange." "Aw do you love me Cooper" i smirk. "Take the smirk off of your mouth and get out of here before I introduce you to that cell." I walk past him and toward the exist. Seeing Hazel sat in the corner. "Any luck" she asks, while standing up and i shake my head and open the door.

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"This is such bullshit" Jake sighs and drops down the newsletter onto the counter. 'New Mass Murders Discovered Last Night Indicate That The Killer Went On A Massacre Spree' with nothing but a blurred photo. And the man doesn't even look like me, but Copper will try and pin me to it. The public don't know that I'm being potentially prosecuted for these murders. I'm being kept a well hidden secret that's for sure. "I helped you, I assisted on all your murders and you haven't killed since you fell for Hazel." "However, you definitely have and don't lie" i smile. "Once or twice, four times, five times, I've stopped." He relaxes back into his car, "It's been a week" ... "it's been 4 days", "damn it" he says.

"I believe that you have more of an addiction than me" i sip my coffee. "You never had an addiction, you just loved destroying people" ... "mhm" i raise my eyebrow and he shakes his head "that came out wrong." He sits up in his seat, holding his mug. "I meant, that you don't really feel the need to do it. Okay, you just love the thrill and adrenaline and the power, especially with picking someone." "I did" i correct him. "Yeah, and I always had your back, I just assisted in the burying" he smiles. "And you still kill and I don't assist at all" i smile, "cheers" he says.

"I think that we should find out who is responsible though, like maybe set them straight or more like straight to hell" i chuckle but it doesn't phase Jake. "I mean it" ... "I know you do. It's just funny how you say things." "What, like hell. That's where he'd be going. I'll do it for you Mr Whipped Man." "I'm not, I just really enjoy being free. Even if they continue to lock me in that basement every night until I die, I'm well enough happy." "Says you. I still sleep at home. They forgot that I kill too. I'm wanted for being a dick more than a killer, but still." "Your right though, maybe we should try and get under all these killings before I get wrongfully imprisoned." "Trust it to be wrongfully imprisoned to take you down" he smiles, "I'm not in prison yet, and I'm not going to be."