Chapter 15

he sat there for a while eying the house where the detective and the woman were locked inside for a while.

'he shouldn't be there' he thought to himself, 'She's not ready for him yet'

he fumbled through the dashboard until he found a little remote controller that looked like any average garage opener.

A wide grin spread across his face as he eyed it in the palm of his hands, the nosy detective wouldn't know what hit him.

he'd just be so out of it that he wouldn't even remember why he was there and what they were talking about.

As for the high and mighty bitch that thought she'd figure him out, well, let's just say that she would have enough on her plate trying to figure herself out. before she died.

"Goodbye, Doctor. Goodbye, Detective." he whispered in a raspy voice "See you both in hell" he chuckled

Just as he was about to press the button, the curtain to the room he thought they were using moved. The bitch doctor stood there, he could see her through the slightly open curtains. She looked like she didn't sleep or eat in days.

he smiled at that, then saw her as she reached into the pocket of her jeans. she pulled out a bottle, he knew that bottle well, after all, he was the one who made it. But, he didn't make it for her, why did she have it then.

he saw her take the lid off the bottle then take a deep breath as she smelled it. Then, he burst out laughing loudly. he watched as she went down with a wide grin, her body started seizing, and the detective was at her side talking on the phone.

'You just made my job a whole lot easier Doctor' he muttered to himself. 'And you detective, it's pointless, you can always try. but it's pointless.'

He sat there enjoying the scene unfolding in front of him, then, when the ambulance arrived, he started the engine and quietly drove out of the street. No one saw him, no one even gave him a second glance as they watched the fancy doctor being loaded into the ambulance.