Alex stopped again, and got a smoke from Andrea, which she lit, took a drag, then passed it to her husband. He inhaled deeply, then upon exhale, continued with his story.
"Rose and I came up empty at the sister's house, so once we got to the precinct, I put the 'Armpit' in a holding cell, and gave him the Miranda. He ask me what he'd been arrested for, and I told him to take his pick; disturbing the peace, domestic violence, assault and battery, kidnapping or murder. Then there was my personal favorite, generally stinking up the place. He tells me that I got nuthin' and then 'lawyers up'. Fine! Fuck him, right? So I joined Rose with the wife in interview room three, and things started to fall into place.
Alex began to pace the room as he spoke. "She supected that he'd been abusing the baby for sometime, but could not confirm it. Little things that just didn't seem right. She tells us that quite often, there would be an unexpected cry at night, when he's not in bed. Then he'll bring him in for her to quite down and it takes a while to get him back to sleep. 'That cry is different from any other,' she says. But like I said, she cannot catch him in the act. So when she comes home from work, the baby is gone and he keeps saying that his sister has him."
"What'd he do to her baby, Alex?" Melissa asked uneasily."Did he hurt the baby? Did he kill her baby Alex?"
"Well Melissa, that's what we suspected all along," Alex said, confirming her worst fears. "But, thing is, we couldn't come up with a body. Then a few hours later, we get a call to report to the morgue for the autopsy.
Andrea noticed that Alex had turned pale. His voice cracked slightly when he spoke, so he downed his fresh drink and tried again.
"Mack the Knife- the coroner, had already started when we arrived. Neither Rose, nor I had been briefed, so nothing could have prepared us for what we were about to witness. The canine's body was on the examination table, and I thought to myself 'What the fuck? What's that doing here?' The coroner had made a long incision from the base of the genitals to the upper chest. Then with ribspreaders, he opened up the the abdominal cavity, exposing the stomach. What he did next, I still have nightmares about. He took a stainless steel bowl, and began removing body parts."
Andrea, Sheila, and Melissa were all istening to Alex, trying to understand what he was telling them. It didn't make any sense to any of them. "What was the dog doing there, Alex?" Melissa asked, confused. Alex just ingnored her. He had to get this out. He had to finish it. "The stomach opened, next, the coroner probed inside, and removed an arm, a hand. Next came a leg, and a foot. Then came the rest, my body went totally numb and ridged as he pulled each piece out and carefully placed them in the cold steel bowl, like pieces to a puzzle. I thought- 'My God! How could this have happened? What kind of monster could do this?"
When the realization of what Alex was telling them finally sunk in, the horror of it was devastating. Andrea started cyring, big teardrops rolling down her cheeks. Sheila was in denial and in total shock. "My God Alex!" Andrea said in utter, desperate disbelief.
"He killed the baby?" She couldn't quite get the last few words out of her mouth. "He- He killed the baby and fed him to the dog? No!"
Melissa rushed to the bathroom to throw-up. Alex himself, had tears rolling down his face as he spoke.
"What got me the most, the part that I can never get out of my head, was that tiny little hand of his." Alex choked out between his sobs. "Those five little fingers would never again make a fist. Never hold a baseball, never wear a glove, and never put a worm on a fish hook..." Alex was done. It was finished. "I spent the next several days on personal time, talking to department shrinks, they did no good. I finally ended up in conferssional. The priest wanted to know why I had lost my faith in God. Can you believe that?
He wanted to know why I lost my faith."
Alex stood for a while, with his back to them. His sobs had subsided, his body spent and rigid. Finally Andrea got up, and walked over to him, putting her arms around him, holding him tightly. He began to cry again. She couldn't have known what he must be feeling. No, she could never imagine it. But, something wasn't right, she felt something different from him- then it came to her, he wasn't crying.
He was laughing. It started low, then unable to control himself, Alex laughed out loud.
"What the fuck!" Andrea was confused. "Why are you laughing Alex?" Then it hit her like a slap in the face. "Son-of-a-Bitch! Bastard! It's Bullshit! It's all Bullshit isn't it? You made that whole story up, didn't you? You sick Asshole!" Andrea attacked him, hitting him in the back and arms, unleashing all her hurt and anger onto her husband. Then Alex turned around, and she slapped him hard in the face!
Sheila and Melissa were totally lost "What the fuck are you talking about Andrea?" Sheila asked in disbelief. "There's no way he could have made all that up?" Right Alex? Right?"
"I'm sorry," Alex said, defending himself as best he could. "You guys put me on the spot. I don't have any secrets or truths that Andrea doesn't know about. Besides; this was your game, I just tried to make it more interesting."
"Where the fuck did you come up with a story like that anyway?" Sheila aske him.
"Hey, I'm an ex-cop, I watch a lot of cop shows." Alex replied.
"You lied to me you son-of-a-bitch! It hurt." Andrea was genuinely upset, which made Alex realize that he really screwed up. He bit his lip, and apologized again."Babe, I'm so very sorry, please, please, let me make it up to you?" Alex begged.
"No!" Andrea said, not budging. Then, it was like a light had been flipped on in her head. "Payback's a bitch!" She said to him.
"Come on girls! Lets get him!" she commanded. The three women pounced on Alex like lions on a kill. Andrea led the pride. They started tearing his clothes off him in a mad frenzy. Alex was laughing, and not fighting much at all; why should he, this was great!
The last of his clothes removed, Alex lay on the floor naked as the day he was born, with three beautiful women on top of him.
His fantasy was short lived; however,when they grabbed his arms and legs and pulled him towards the front door.
"Hey! What the fu-" The realization of their plan hit him in mid-sentence. "No! No! You wouldn't?" He asked in disbelief, in desperation.
"Oh, wouldn't we?" Andrea said as they reached the door. Melissa dropped a leg as she opened the door to the cold outside.
At this point, Alex started to struggle, but it was too late. He was outside, on his ass, in the snow, before he knew what hit him.
"Hey! No- Wait!" He pleaded, as they shut and locked the door behind them. "Girls! Hey! Andrea, I'm sorry! I'll do anything you say!
ANYTHING!" At that moment, Alex realized that he was standing outside, naked, for all the world to see, pounding on the door, drawing even more attention to himself. He stopped, and just tried to blend in with the night shadows, with his backside facing out, hands cupped in a strategic location to keep them warm.
"Let him cool off for a little bit," Andrea said to her two girlfriends. "It'll teach him a lesson, not to play with fire or you'll get burned."
"Hey Andrea, did you hear that?" Sheila had that look in her eyes. "He said that he'd do anything." The three of them looked at each other, as they all came to the same idea; and without a second thought, Andrea said to them- "Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" Sheila said , her eyes as big and bright as saucers. With that, all three made a mad dash for the door! Andrea laughed as Sheila beat them all to the door to unlock it, and let a cold, naked, and embarrassed Alex inside.
"You screwed up the truch part Alex," Andrea said with a mischievous grin. "Now you have to take the dare! Alex tried to hide his embarrassment. "Ok. Anything you say," Alex said, teeth chattering. "Just bring me back inside."
"Come on in, you poor little boy," Sheila teased, scooting him in with a goose on his cute, cold derriere. "And let me warm you all up!"
The three of them led Alex to the warmth of the fire, where he sat down on the thick pile carpet, and tried; unsuccessfully, to hide his
excitement. Sheila's eyes widened as she sat down next to Alex. "Oh my!" She said, and smiled at Andrea. "Truth or dare?"
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