"Now is the part where either you or I says "Awwwwwwwww.." I joked...
"That's the victim's husband, his name is Lawrence Parmenter...The victim's name is Belinda Parmenter...He's Livid...He says a cop did this and he doesn't want any cops near his wife.."said the Officer..
"Okay let me talk to him..." said Lt. Cotton..
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" bellowed the man.
"Mister Parmenter...I'm Lieutenant Frank Cotton Jr. ,Homicide.."
"HOMICIDE??? MY WIFE IS ALIVE!!!" he bellowed..
"Yes I know..She's one of the lucky ones....Five other women weren't so lucky...She may be able to help us identify the perpetrator of this crime...We need to talk to her...These are my detectives...
"WHY DO YOU WANT TO TALK TO HER,SO YOU CAN COVER IT UP? A COP DID THIS...WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO ASK HER...WHY DID SHE LET HIM IN? DID SHE ENJOY IT?? WAS SHE DRESSED SEXY?? I KNOW HOW YOU COPS LOOK OUT FOR EACH OTHER!" he bellowed..
''Sir, the man we think is doing this is not a cop...We think it's somebody masquerading as a cop to get the trust of these unsuspecting women.." I said.
"YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, CLEAN IT UP!!!" he yelled..
"NO!!! I FORBID IT!!" he said..
He paused for a minute...
"Okay...but let HER go in...Not you guys..." he bellowed..
She relived the entire horrible incident and got a clear look at the perpetrator's face....
She then said quietly...
"I'll let you sleep Mrs. Parmenter..I'm going to leave this book here...It has mug shots of the man we are looking for...If you recognize anybody...Call this number...It doesn't matter what time of night..I'll answer and I'll come down here.."said Monica..
Belinda Parmenter said nothing...She smiled and held Monica's hand a little longer...
Mr. Parmenter was still outside the door..
"That's It? THAT'S IT? WHAT DID YOU ASK HER??" he bellowed..
"WE ARE NOT GETTING INVOLVED...IT'S YOUR JOB TO CATCH THIS CREEP!" he yelled..
"NO! I WANT THEM GONE!!" yelled Mr. Parmenter..
"Not your call...Officers, if he impedes you in any way..Cuff him and bring him downtown...That's an order.."said Lt. Cotton..
"Yes Sir!" they said..
The two of them were sitting in headquarters, Drinking Coffee and finishing up hot dogs, purchased by Temya...
"Guys ,I think we got lucky...I pulled up a photo in this wash out list that Temya recognized.."she said..
"That's Him..Richard Geter...Washed out of the academy...Attempted to join the Police force in Camden, Washed out of that academy too...Psychologically unfit, both times...Employed at the motor pool since last spring.."said Monica...I got this same image from Belinda Parmenter's mind...This is our guy..."said Monica..
She began to cry as she looked at the photo...
"This is him!! This is the man that raped me...Lawrence, you've got to call Detective Nellis.." she said..
"NO! I FORBID IT!!! LET THEM CATCH THE CREEP! yelled the husband..
"LAWRENCE...YOU ARE GOING TO CALL DETECTIVE NELLIS....IF YOU DON'T....IT WILL BE A LONG TIME BEFORE YOU HAVE ANY OF THIS...UNDERSTAND??" yelled Belinda!!!
"Oh Thank you officer...I just bought that car...I don't know why it broke down..." said the woman..
"Well you know these foreign cars...That's why I always buy American Cars...Let me help you to your apartment with your bags..." he said..
"Oh Officer..Thank youuuu, you are the most darling police officer I've ever met...Driving me home after my car broke down...Helping me with my bags.."she said as they got into the elevator and rode up...
Once in her apartment...She smiled..
"Can I get you something to drink???...After all the help you've been...I feel as though I owe you something.."said the woman...
"Well ,I know a way you can pay me...and uh a drink isn't it...Heh ,heh , heh.." he laughed...
''We are almost there.."I said..
"Come on...let's go.." she said to the uniformed officers...
"You know, I saw you the other day at the Nailery
"You did?" said the woman...
"Yeah, I did..I thought you were hot...You have great legs and your breasts are just the right size...and I love the way you wear your hair..Normally I go for Blondes, but I'll take a Brunette every once in awhile.." he remarked..
"Oh..Well I guess I uh should say thank you...Uh look shouldn't you be going now? " she asked..
"What color are your panties? Do they match your bra?" he asked..
"WHAT? Okay..I'm going to have to ask you to leave..."she said..
She went to go and open the door, but he grabbed her, slapped her hard and took her into the kitchen..
"TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF ME!!!! GET OFF OF ME!!" she screamed...
He back handed her again....Lifted her up...put his hand over her mouth...took the other hand and ripped her panties off...He unbuckled his belt and pulled his zipper down..
"TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF ME!!!! GET OFF OF ME!! DON'T PULL YOUR PANTS DOWN!! STOPPP!!!" she screamed.
"I NEED IT!! I NEED IT!!!" he screamed..
She kneed him in his groin...
"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!! You bitch!!" He moaned as he fell to the ground.. He slowly got up and pulled out his gun....
"It's all over Jeter...We got you....Give it up!" I said..
He pulled out his glock and fired several times...I dove for cover...
"What is he doing with a Glock??" I mused out loud..
The woman he attempted to rape was on the floor near me...I put my arm around her...She was terrified...
He fired more shots over our heads...
I leaned up and fired back at him...He returned my fire and I had to duck again!!!
He ducked behind a counter and fired back at her ,causing the wall above her to splinter and causing her to duck...
She returned his fire again...but missed...
He returned fire and shot the clock off of the wall..
Monica, never one to be intimidated..Returned his fire, causing him to run behind another counter and retreat.....
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!! I'VE BEEN SHOT!!"he screamed , he attempted to draw his weapon...
He crashed through the plate glass window and fell 31 stories down into the street , to his death!
"OH MY GOD!"
Up in the Highrise...
"You left this in his car..." she said..
"Oh Thank you.." she said.
She picked up the ripped panties..
"Nice " she said..
The woman smiled weakly....and took the panties..
''We got here in the nick of time....That woman was about to be number seven.." I said..
An officer ran up to Monica..
"Phone call for you Detective.." he said..
"It's Lawrence Parmenter...His wife identified her attacker...He wants to talk to you and Nate.."said the Officer..
Monica looked at the officer..
"Tell Him....Tell him there is nothing else to talk about!" she said.
He was angry about not being a police officer...It fueled his rage...He took it out on women...
The scary thing was...We knew about five Rape /Murders and two attempted Rape/Murders he committed...The question is..Are there any more that we didn't know about??
A DAY LATER-
I suppose...There was nothing else to talk about!