The Cement Wall- Chapter Twenty Four

Chapter Twenty-Four1

Yellow tape surrounded the scene of the murder, and flashes could be seen. Crime scene, trampled over the area, categorizing just another unfortunate soul. Yet from behind the police barricade, a woman fell to her knees in agony, while a man crouched down to sooth. Is this justice? 2

The well of tears ran dry, but there reasoning was still left behind. Roxanne could not feel; a creeping numbness settled over her flesh penetrating the core. She would never forget this trip back home; she gained a love and lost her best friend. But what really made her queasy was the fact that a killer was walking the streets. A killer who has stained red hands, and a lust for blood. 3

The police informed her of what happened with uncompassionate words. Acid was building in her stomach, with each word the acid turned over making her want to gag. Eddie led her limp body to the car, and told her she needed to rest. “I’m going to drive you to my apartment Roxanne. You need to get away from this.” Eddie tried to be firm about it, but Roxanne would not allow it. “I will drive myself, I need to be alone for awhile.”4

The car was pulling away quickly before he could even protest. “..Shit…” Eddie ran his hand through his hair, and then quickly glanced towards the clouds. “May she make it home in one piece is all I ask.”  5

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“Why the fuck would I go home after all of this happened? Like fucking hell I’m not going to sit on my ass, and let this fade away in my mind.” Roxanne muttered a stream of swears, and accelerated the gas once more. The car’s tires protested as she made a sharp turn, but this did not diminish her motivation. 7

“I bet it was that slime Connor. HE KILLED MY BEST FRIEND!” The music screamed from the speakers, but the words fell on deaf ears. She knew Connor enough to know where he would be at that very moment. Just the thought of him sipping on alcohol while smirking at LeFay’s death made her blood boil to an alarming rate. 8

She barely stopped the car in time as she pulled into the parking lot. Not caring enough to turn off the car, she jumped out onto the pavement. Like a predator cornering her prey, she walked into the building. Connor sat with a drink in one hand and money in the other. Meanwhile a young stripper made the men whistle and slap dollar bills onto the stage. 9

Suddenly uneasy Connor squirmed in his chair, while watching Roxanne’s every move as she walked towards him. Placing the drink down onto the table to his left, he began to rise out of the chair. This movement annoyed Roxanne, and with all of her strength she pushed him back down. Placing a hand on each armrest, she trapped him. 10

The other men ignored what was progressing, and continued to watch the performance on stage. “Roxanne? What do I owe this pleasure.” He all but purred the last few words out, at the same time examining her body. “Pay for your drink, and meet me outside. And I’m warning you, if you’re not out there in two minutes, I will find you. If I have to go out of my way to find you, I will make sure your death is painful and slow.” Her face was dangerously close to his, exposing the whites of her eyes. 11

Connor made it outside in just under two minutes, only to find Roxanne pacing back and forth. “Get in the car asshole.” Roxanne’s anger was boiling over, causing her to become impatient. Instead of waiting for him to gently place himself in the car seat, she forced him down and slammed the door. 12

With the doors locked, the car was forced to speed down the street. “Roxanne, what is the meaning of this?” The man sitting next to her turned a ghostly pale. “Your not going to fool me Connor, I know you killed LeFay.”13

“Ah, I suppose it would be in vain for me to continue lying. But you are wrong, I did not kill her. You on the other hand..” A gun appeared from under his coat, and was aimed right into her side. “..are another matter entirely.”14