THE AURATOR

Deadly Secrets

Chapter One Sneak Peek

     He deserved this.  His breathing was slow, shallow, clinging to life, lying motionless from the paralytic I had just injected.  His eyes were wide with fear, taped open so that he could see me, see what was coming. I didn’t want him to miss a thing.  I wanted him to see me doing this.  I wanted him to feel the fear and pain that he had put his victims through, the pain that he would have inflicted again if he were allowed to live.  Not today. 
    This was premeditated, I had searched him out. The syringe, still in my hand, was cold even through my latex glove, but comforting.  I could almost smell the metallic taste of its contents and sighed.  I walked slowly over to my bag.  I retrieved another syringe, already loaded.  I checked it for air, silly, it wouldn’t matter.  I knelt down next to him, looked into his eyes for a second, then spoke.  ”You will NEVER hurt anyone else again.”  I felt his chest, his heart, beating as if I were holding it in my hand.  I unsheathed the needle, it caught the light across the alley and sparkled.  Slowly, methodically I felt between his ribs and plunged the needle into his heart.  He looked scared as I stared into his eyes.  Then I emptied the contents of the syringe into his heart.  Slowly drawing the needle back out through his skin with a last tug, I felt for his heartbeat on his right wrist.  Was this what nursing school really trained me for?  I was thankful for my ER nursing experience now as I waited...it slowed...then stopped.  No movement, no shudder from him, just silence.
    I stood over him, watching him.  I waited.  Then it came.  I felt oddly aroused.  The need that I had denied for so long, the daily obsessive thoughts, clouding my own thoughts, rendering me completely helpless. What am I doing...my husband...my children...what am I doing?  I dropped to my knees, beaten by the need, the obsession, all my strength to fight this off was gone.  But, I needed...and wanted more.  A new strength began to build in me.  I could do this, I could be this, I needed to be this.  I could feel my heart pick up, beat with the strength I had been craving.  A warmth started in my gut, like fire I felt it start to burn each organ as it spread throughout my body.  Images flashed in my head, images of would-be victims of this man, now safe.  I started to shake, a tremor that shuddered through my body.  I was breathing hard and fast.  It surpassed any feeling of ecstasy I had ever experienced.  I tried to calm my mind, my body, my heart, my breathing.  Slowly, the sensation receded along the same path it had climbed through my body.  It was over.  I had been preparing for this moment my whole life.