Past Unveiling by Audrey Walker (little readers .TXT) 📕

“Nope,” Kyle sighed. “I am afraid not. You know everything is going to be okay, don’t you?”

“I don’t think so, Kyle,” she said. “Things will never be the same again. James and the Captain are both dead. So much has happened, and for what? The real killer is still out there. What have we achieved?”

“We will get him this time,” he said. “His plan failed, and now we have time to make our plans before he strikes again. We know what he wants now. We will do this.”

“What about Gary Dane?” Robin asked, “Did you find him?”

“He is still on the run,” Kyle said. “But we will catch him, don’t worry.”

“We are starting the conference,” one of the officers said. “You coming, Detective Grange?”

“See you there,” Kyle said.

Strangely, Kyle was still rather popular among the officers even though he had sided with Robin. Robin had an idea that it was because he had a charismatic personality, and people couldn’t help but like him.

“Come on,” Kyle said. “Let’s see what evidence has been discovered about James.”

Chapter Four

“Alright,” Andrews said. “Today’s meeting is to discuss James Carrow, the FBI agent who has been implicated as the killer. James has been working as an FBI agent for over fifteen years, and recent evidence has suggested that he has been taking bribes for over ten years now. He was rather corrupt, and we believe that he was involved in more crimes, but the FBI is refusing to release any more statements. We have had a look at his finances, and we discovered a hefty amount being transferred to his offshore accounts monthly. This started the same month he joined the investigative team with us.”

“We believe that the actual killer hired Agent Carrow to try and frame Detective Matthews for the crime,” Kyle said.

“Why?” one of the officers barked. “Why would he do something like that?”

The mistrust was obvious in his eyes, and Robin sighed before saying, “Because he wants revenge.”

“It’s about time the truth came out,” Kyle said. “Detective Matthews?”

“You are all well aware that ten years ago, I was kidnapped and held captive by the Butcher. During that period, I met someone there, a child.” Robin said.

“A child?” an officer whose name was Burke, scoffed.

“Yes,” she said. “A child. Specifically, the child of the Butcher and a young woman who he kidnapped and abused for eight years. I have submitted the Butcher’s diary and all the pictures I found at his house. The diary gives a very good idea of how the Butcher became so twisted. He killed his mother, his school teacher and continued living in the same house, during which I assume he only got worse. Then he fell for a woman who refused to have anything to do with him. In return, the Butcher held her captive in the basement for eight years. Then one day, heaven knows why he finally killed her. That was when he started his murder spree of finding girls and torturing them before killing them. He believed it would purge him of his sins, a twisted idea that was implanted in his mind by his own mother ever since he was a little child.”

Everybody was listening to her with rapt attention, and Robin moved on. She didn’t want to talk about any of this, but she had to. There was no other choice. The truth needed to come out.

“I have a birth certificate stating that the child was born to the Butcher and the captive woman. I remember meeting him in that basement. He was a starved, frail little thing. The Butcher mostly ignored his existence, not wanting to have anything to do with his own child. From what little I managed to find out, the child was raised by his mother in the basement. He is a brilliant individual, and his genius is greater than many. I am sure if tested, his IQ would be off the charts. I would go as far as to say he is one of the very few people in this world to possess this level of intellect,” Robin said.

“You seem to be giving nothing but praises for him,” Detective Lory, one of the newer people, said.

“I am not praising him,” Robin said. “I am telling you how he managed to outwit us so well. The killer plans ahead, seeing things that we never see. He is a strategic master. The child was taught to read and write by his mother, who was the only one who loved him. He grew up, barely getting anything to eat. Seeing his own mother abused by his father every single day, the child only saw extreme violence and indifference from his father. His father not only ignored him; he didn’t have a father who even hated him. That is how horrible he felt; not even deserving of his father’s hate. I think the child was born with psychopathic tendencies, but his childhood made him worse. His father’s indifference, his mother’s abuse, that horrible basement–.”

Robin trailed off, unable to continue.

“Are you trying to make us feel sorry for him?” Andrews asked.

“No, I am trying to explain him to you,” Robin said. “To explain how a child grew up to be this monster. When I was in the basement, he was in the habit of torturing and killing animals as most serial killers are.”

“So, he was always a psychopath,” Burke said. “And you are saying his childhood further corrupted him.”

“When his mother died, he had no one to love him or look after him,” Robin said. “He survived on scraps and morsels. I was the first one after his mother to show him any kindness. I could see that there was evil in him, but I thought I could change him. I told him about my own life, about Abby, and about my childhood. I don’t know why I did. I think it was the only way I could keep my sanity.