"What are you doing on walkie, Fitz?" Virgil asked annoyed as he lifted the unconscious suspect onto a stretcher.

"Just checking in, seeing if there were any updates." Fitz said on the other end.

"Bro, take a day off. Seriously. We've got a twenty on the victim. As soon as I get the suspect in custody, I'm going over."

"Just you?"

"This is an easy one," Virgil said, pulling out handcuffs to secure Dawn to the stretcher. "She's out cold. She's not going to give me any... "

The sudden blow to the head knocked the radio out of Virgil's hand. The next blow knocked him out completely.

"Virg? You there?"

All Fitz could make out was a car screeching away.

*

Eddy had been struggling for what felt like an eternity and hadn't made any progress on breaking the bedpost free from her bed. She heard a door open and shut outside the room. As the door to the room opened, she closed her eyes and feigned unconsciousness until she could figure out her next plan of attack. Every footstep that came closer to the bed made her heart race faster. She heard someone approach the closet door and open it. The heavy thud of a body shook the floor a bit.

"Night mother," she heard a voice say. Stealing a sneaky peek, Eddy saw the psycho bleach blond kneel beside the body and kiss it on the forehead. As psycho bitch got up, she caught sight of the dead body's face: it was her client Monica Wilson. She quickly shut her eyes again as psycho blond stood up and walked to the window.

"They'll be here soon," said psycho blond. "I tried to stop them but it's only a matter of time. Everyone wants to keep us apart. Those bitches that stole you from me. My mother. Ben. The whole world." Eddy could make out the sound of her fiddling with a syringe and tapping it. She crawled onto the bed and hovered over Eddy.

"No worries, my love. We'll always be together. For all eternity." Eddy could feel her bringing the syringe towards her. Feeling this bitch's breath on her, Eddy brought her knee to the bitch's crotch and kicked her off the bed, as the syringe tumbled its way down by Eddy's foot.

"Temper," psycho bitch said as she brushed herself off and got up, crawling on top of Eddy once more. Eddy kicked the syringe up with her right foot and kicked it toward psycho bitch with her left. Psycho bitch stiffened and fell over just as the door was kicked open by two police officers.

"Took you long enough," Eddy said.

One officer uncuffed Eddy while the other checked on Dawn.

"She's cold," the officer said, lifting and releasing Dawn's lifeless arm.

Fuck, Eddy thought, that bitch was gonna kill me.


*

Fitz waited with Charlie in the lobby of the station as Eddy gave her statement. "Thanks for your help," Charlie said. "Sorry I was such a dick earlier."

"Hey, if it was my sister, I'd be the same way," Fitz said. Eddy came out of the interview room, still quite shaken. Charlie ran up and put his arm around her. "Come on," Fitz said. "I'll give you guys a lift home."

Eddy was quiet for most of the ride. When they finally got to her condo, she simply said: "I don't understand."

"What's that Edds?" Charlie asked, his arms still wrapped around his sister.

"I just don't understand how this could happen. What could possess someone to hold someone captive? Hurt others just to keep them where they want them?"

"People do crazy shit when they're in love. Or at least, think that they are," Fitz said. "She'd been following you for a while it seems. We found pictures of you everywhere. There was one with you at dinner with Monica Wilson."

"Her mother. That must've been when she snapped. God, how can you harbor that much baggage? I never led her on, I never gave her the impression we were anything more than we were."

"Some people just don't get over things that easy," Fitz said. "Granted this is an extreme but... bad shit can happen if you hold onto stuff like this. If you don't let go."

"It's pathetic," Eddy said, getting out of the car. "Chuck, will you... do you mind spending the night at my place tonight?"

"Of course," Charlie said, getting out of the car. "Fitz, do you mind walking her up? I have to make a quick call."

"Absolutely," Fitz said, escorting Eddy into the building. Charlie thought about what they said, about letting shit go, about how holding onto things could make you crazy. They were right. He took out his phone and dialed a number he never thought he would ever again.

"Hello?" said the voice on the other end.

"Hey Tom. It's Charlie. Can we talk?"

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Volume 4 has been a blast! Stay tuned, as we launch Volume 5 (and the 100th Chapter!) on December 31! Ring in the new year with us at BOYSTOWN THE SERIES. And until then, happy holidays!

Volume 1 -
Week One, Week Two, Week Three, Week Four, Week Five

Volume 2 -
Week One, Week Two, Week Three, Week Four, Week Five

Volume 3 -
Week One, Week Two, Week Three, Week Four, Week Five

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