Battery (Part 7: End)

Good morning!  It’s the end of the week and the end to another series!  I hope that you enjoyed reading Battery because it was a lot of fun for me to write.  Originally I was going to go a totally different direction with the story, but it somehow ended up this way!  I hope that you have enjoyed this Dark story and I can’t wait to see you next week for a new series!

Battery

Suspect is taken into custody who is linked to at least 2 of the 4 people who were killed by blunt force.  Local lawyer Nicholas Wallace was arrested last night in suspicion of being linked to the serial killings. Officers arrested Wallace at his office early this morning after officers found human blood in the bed of Wallace’s truck.  No formal charges have been brought against Wallace yet.

Nick sat in the interrogation room, tapping his foot nervously on the floor.  He knew he was done for; there was absolutely no way around this. He didn’t even opt for an attorney because he was one.  He was planning on representing himself, for now.

The door opened and Officer Nogall walked in.  He nodded and sat down across from Nick. He cleared his throat.  “Nick. I really hope that all of this is a huge misunderstanding.”

Nick nodded.  “I’m sure it is.  Ask away I can answer everything.”  He was going to do everything in his power to get himself out of this interrogation room scotch free.

The officer nodded and flipped open his folder.  “Bryce McEllis. You were a friend of his and his texts show that he was going to your house the night that he died.  Was that true?”

Nick nodded.  “Yes sir. He said that he was feeling rather depressed and needed to spend some time with a friend.  So I invited him over and we had a couple drinks and just hung out. And then I took him home afterwards.  I dropped him off outside his apartment complex.”

Officer Nogall nodded.  “You didn’t go into the apartments?”

“No I didn’t.  He told me to drop him off outside.  I watched him get inside the gate and then I left.”

The officer wrote down the information and flipped to a new page.  “Okay. And Cyrus Byner. We also have texts saying that she was meeting you.  What happened?”

Nick shifted in his chair and cleared his throat.  “Well. She asked if I wanted a good time, I said yes, but then when she got to my place she got cold feet.  So I offered to drive her home. She said yes and I drove her to her apartments. That’s it. I dropped her off and left.  It’s the same with Ashanti and Nicole.” He looked around the room. “Look. I’m getting set up. Someone must have been following me and now it all looks like I killed these people.  But I am completely innocent. And that blood in the back of my truck…I have absolutely no clue where that came from.”

The officer leaned his elbows on the table and sighed.  “Look Nick. I hear what you are saying, but unfortunately the evidence is against you.  I can’t just look past the fact that you somehow are connected to each of the victims. And everything that you said you did with the victims, no one else can vouch for you.  That’s the problem.”

Nick could feel himself breathing heavier, trying to think of anything to get him out of this situation.  “Look. I could never kill a person. I am on your side of the law. I am a lawyer. I make my clients swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.  You really think that I would throw everything away and go to jail for killing someone. I hope you realize that you are wrong.”

Another officer walked into the interrogation room and handed Officer Nogall a piece of paper.  Officer Nogall read the paper and calmly slid it into his folder. “You know what I think? I think something snapped.  I think that you were getting tired of doing the same thing every single day and you decided to do something crazy. You have hunted deer in the past and you thought…I wonder what it would be like to kill a person.  So when Bryce text you, you decided to kill him instead of helping him feel more welcome. That’s why traces of blood was found in your basement.” He paused and Nick shifted in his chair. Nick was getting more and more nervous, what did these officers find in his house?  “I bet you used the same bat to bash in every single one of the victims heads. There was traces of blood on the wooden baseball bat in your garage and I bet if we were able to get a clean sample, we would be able to match it to the blood found in the bed of your truck.” The officer stood up.  “If you admit to it, I can help you get less jail time.”

Nick felt his face fall, knowing at this moment that he had failed.  “You and I both know that isn’t possible. It will all come down to a jury who will probably sentence me to death.”

“So why did you do it?”

Nick shrugged.  “Honestly I just wanted to see what it was like.  I’m not a bad person, I swear. But I…I don’t know what happened.”

“Can you at least explain why you killed each of the victims?”

Tears started to fill Nick’s eyes.  This was the moment he was not excited for.  “Bryce…I didn’t really choose him. But I knew he didn’t have anyone here that would be looking for him right away.  So when he text me I took it as the perfect opportunity. Cyrus…she was just a pretty waitress who just happened to flirt with me.  She thankfully didn’t have a car so that didn’t complicate things. Ashanti…she just thought that I was her uber driver. That one was 100% not planned at all.  I actually just had the bat in the back of my truck and it all just worked out perfectly. Nicole…I met her through Tinder. And I suggested we go somewhere isolated on purpose.  I never actually intended on taking her to the woods to kill her…I just kept driving and that’s where we ended up.”

Officer Nogall sat down at the table again.  “Did you have your next victim in mind?”

Nick shook his head.  “No. I didn’t really plan each of my victims.  It just happened how it happened. I didn’t have a plot against each of these people, they just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.  And I happened to be the person they walked into. And I took their life. But honestly…” Nick looked up from the table with a maniacal look in his eye.  “I would’ve loved to kill one more person. You know…make it an even 5.”

The officer stood up and walked around the table.  He forced Nick to stand up and handcuffed him. “No Nick…I don’t know.  Because unlike you, I don’t kill people for sport. If you were really on our side, you would’ve been helping us find the murderer.”  He paused. “On second thought, I guess you are. Because you led us right to the murderer. You.”  

He led Nick of the small interrogation room and down a long hallway to a holding cell.  The officer uncuffed Nick and threw him into the cell. “I hope you like it in there, because you will be in something like that for the rest of your life.”

And with the slam of the holding cell door, Nick burst into tears.  He had thrown everything away for nothing. He was now stuck here and he was never going to get out.  He still didn’t really know why he did what he did. But all he did know what that he was a mess up and he was never going to get his life back.