Adaptations

It appeared that each of the victims had been killed on the same property. The background never changed; it just got more blood stained! The tattoo girl was murdered with a blade penetration to the groin. It was as if the killer was performing a ritualistic intercourse with the chain saw. Her pelvic bones were shattered, and blood splattered endlessly, when the saw was rammed into unimaginable orifices. Erik's stomach wasn't strong enough for what he just witnessed, and he had to excuse himself and empty the contents of his own stomach.

"Jeff, I could never dream that a person could be so cold blooded. How could you ram a chainsaw into a woman’s privates? It was like he was raping her with the blade."

"You can never tell what goes through a persons brain. Especially one as sick and grotesque as this!"

"Everyone says Life is a mystery. This would have been a mystery I could live without an answer to!"

"I know Erik, but you gotta let it go. Let's just deal with the facts."

"The fact is this is more of a nightmare than I had ever dreamed possible."

Jeff and Erik talked about bringing Marlie into see the tape; they could have her identify the victims that way. Now all they had to do was find her. Erik was agreeing with Jeff at this moment and wished Marlie hadn't chose today to call off. They had to send the tape into the special effects lab to have it edited. Marlie would never be able to deal with watching this kind of intercourse, even if she was into voyeurism, as she liked to boast!

"I'm going to check with my men and find out if they have a lead on Marlie yet. It's not like she left the damn country. We have to be able to track her down."

"Knowing Peter, they aren't in a cheap motel. I'd have them look at the Vista or the Hilton. You know how he likes to flaunt his money."

"Yeah, I didn’t' figure I'd be checking for them at the Edison or Pines."

The agents had no more luck than they did that morning, at finding the roaming couple. Erik figured he would give a call to headquarters, to find out when Pete was scheduled to go out. At least they would have a time frame as to when Marlie would return to work. When Erik got back into the lab his face was an almost ghostly white.

"What the hell happened to you? Are you still throwing up?"

"I can't find Marlie!"

"I thought you had connections big guy? Aren't you going to call Headquarters?"

"I did. Peter has been at work in Denver."

"What?"

"Yeah, he's getting on a plane for home in about twenty minutes. It looks like he went to work as usual, and its Marlie that is missing!"

"For Christ’s sake Erik, get a patch through to the plane, and talk to Peter!"

"I did. That's how I know he never left a note, or a message for Marlie. He said he left for work yesterday morning. I already checked it out with HQ. He wasn't alone, and there are witnesses that have been with him practically the whole time. That should rule out his involvement!"

"I'm not ready to rule out anything Morris. Peter might not be in this at the moment, but whose to say he doesn't have an accomplice."

"Damn it Jeff, you're turning psycho on me. Let's just stick to the facts. Pete is on his way back, and he has nothing to do with this shit! He is in shock, but he was definitely able to express his mood over the phone. He was screaming in my ear so loud. I had to disconnect. The man is worried."

"Okay, okay, I'll let him off the hook, but I'm not saying I still won't leave the fucking thing baited. Someone is in on this shit they have to be, it’s too well rehearsed! Think about it, whose running the fucking camera, while that sick pervert screws people with his chainsaw?"