It was a normal day at the station. Well, as normal as life is as a police officer. I was sitting at my desk eating a jelly donut after an interrogation of a kidnapper when I heard it.

“OH MY GOD!” A woman screamed. “It’s from HIM! Sheriff Pierce!”

I stood up and dashed to the front room knowing exactly who she was talking about.

“Oh thank goodness your here!” Officer Jackson said. “A dog came in with a note from him on his collar! It’s covered in blood. Do you want me to remove it?”

“Yes sir.” I say commandingly. “Remove it and bring it to me immediately.”

He brought it to me and gave me gloves so I wouldn’t touch the blood. “Here ma’am. No one has read the note all the way yet. We were waiting for you.”

“Good. I said and picked up the note. I gasped even though I had already known who it was from. The man we have been hunting for years. 11 murders 34 kidnappings in all and 9 current ones. Right now he is America’s most wanted and he hangs around our area the most. No one had been able to catch him, we have come so close but he always slips through our fingers in the end.

Hello. I know you have been looking for me. This dog knows where I am. But since dogs can’t talk, I suppose you’ll never find me. She takes exact orders from me and you can’t and get all the information you can out of her, but will receive none. You may be wondering what the point of this note even is. It’s the ransom for the 8 kidnapped children. Oh yeah that’s right. It’s 8 now. One of them died. Apparently I didn’t feed it. Well if you ever want to see the precious kids again, (notice the sarcasm I have on precious) you will have to put 100,000,000 dollars cash in Bandits pocket. She’ll know where to take it. If I don’t have them money by next the next full moon, you’ll never see the kids again. (I did a little evil laugh right there by the way.) Yeah, yeah, I know it’s a lot of money but I drive a hard bargain! So you better do it. Or else.

Murder Man

Tears sprang to my eyes. I know police are supposed to be tough but starving a child resulting in death is still devastating. I pass around the note and everyone reads it. The room is dead still and silent.

“Your orders ma’am?” Officer Jackson says.

“Round up all the cops. We are finding him if it’s the last thing we do.” I say quietly, my voice full of hurt for all of the families and friends of the people he has kidnapped and killed and anger towards that evil man.