Jack In The Box

“FBI Agent Flint Knight.” The tall handsome man introduced himself. “I’d like to start the interrogation now, I prefer to question you alone, Ms. Frazer without having your colleagues in the same room. If you can ask Dr. Shaw to wait outside.”

“Aaron...”

“I can hear you just fine, Agent Knight. I’ll be in the other room.” To me, Aaron said. “If there’s anything you need, don’t hesitate to call me.”

I nodded. The door of the room closed. Agent Knight was blond, emerald eyes and clean-shaven. He also had a sharp jawline, and although he wasn’t movie star handsome, there was something so attractive about him that would bring any woman to her knees. Probably the way he carried himself and the radiating power of authority. The room was also occupied by two other men. An equally attractive African-American and another Hispanic. Detectives Scott and Sanchez respectively. They were watching me intently, like hawks.

Agent Scott was poised with an iPad, typing away. He’d given me what was a hint of a smiled once and then he was all official and business like.

“Would you care for some water, tea or coffee?” Knight asked me.

“Thanks, but I’m fine.” I said. I knew how they would bring any amount of liquid I requested and then when I wanted to take a bathroom break, they’d deny until they had the truth tumbling out of my mouth. I wasn’t going to let them use “a bathroom” as a bait.

Also, I had nothing to hide.

“Ms. Frazer, what’s your relationship with Jackson Wolfe?”

“He was my patient and I was his assigned nurse.” I answered.

“Nothing more than that?” He inquired.

“No.” I said.

Jack had said he’d loved me, it was an all too consuming attraction from both sides but I couldn’t be sure what Jack could be thinking because he was highly manipulative and he could have said it for personal gain. He was smart enough to know that as soon as I left the cabin, I’d be here surrounded by marshals being questioned and analyzed.

Agent Scott continued to type on the device frantically.

“After you were kidnapped, Ms. Frazer, where did he take you?”

“I couldn’t be sure of the location because I wasn’t conscious. When I woke up, I noticed I was in a cabin, a very modest one surrounded by mountains and forest.”

He nodded slowly. “He didn’t hurt you?”

“He didn’t. Jack would go on with his business during the day, and return at the cabin at night.”

they were not believing a word I said. Eyes not wavering off mine, I continued to maintain eye-contact. If they thought I would be

was going, what business he was attending

said a word about his business,

telling

“Yes.” I said.

Wolfe when Nurse Roxanne was

the cabin.” I

Knight’s brow shot up, “Are you sure? Think hard. Every little

was out until afternoon and he came

found the same morning, but the post-Mortem reports tell us she died the same day you were kidnapped. It’s

hard at him. “Are you insinuating that I killed

you’re smart, you know exactly what I was getting at

And you’re foolish to

to our knowledge that you have a certain obsession with bad boys and serial killers to be very precise. My gut feeling is, please tell me if I’m wrong here, that you took a fascination for Wolfe like a child taking interest in beetles and butterflies, that fascination might have turned into something more. Since he was your patient, you decided to repair him with your unconditional love and then conveniently staged your own kidnapping, helping him go through with his plans and here you are, acting

of complete and utter disbelief. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. “If you have managed to build your own story about this entire case, why even bother to question me

Ms. Frazer. And you may want to ask in my department about my reputation to pin down a case with my logic. I’m right eighty percent of the time and manage to get a confession out soon, the other twenty percent are either lying or

“I’m not Jackson’s accomplice.”

do obsess over serial

he would break his fingers with that speed. His dark eyes met mine

interest in studying them. Nothing more than that and it has nothing to do with

from the operation theater and handed over

to do it!”

sure there’s nothing between you and Jackson

I supposed

use.” He propped himself at the edge of the table, looking everything like a wild cat. “Your sexual endeavors is none of my business, Ms. Frazer, but you denied to having any other relationship with Jack and that directly

for me. They were going to give me jail

when I was out of the interrogation room was throttle

without

he didn’t rape

talk another word without my attorney present

understanding. “Very Well, Ms. Frazer. We will give you time to make arrangements for a legal counsel and we will resume our interrogation following that, until then you will

my coat and stormed my way out of the door, I knew the Agents had watched every little moment that I’d made, noticed if I was nervous and I could bet they suspected me for it. As soon as I was out of the station, I felt like a weight had been lifted off my