Randy and Walter: Killers

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Authors: Tristan Slaughter
Have a safe drive home.” After the man finished speaking, his smile turned into a grimace. He turned and walked to another car Randy hadn’t noticed before then; a black Mustang with a red roof.
    Randy stood quickly, attempting to yell, “Who are you?” But before the words came out the car and the man were gone. Randy couldn’t help but wonder what it all meant. At the moment, ho w ever, he didn’t care. He was too tired. He climbed into his car and headed home, the events of the past two days fading out of his mind, for the moment at least. As he drove, he grew aggr a vated to find his mirrors and the seat weren’t where he’d left them.
    The guy had messed with them and now they were all out of p o sition.
     
    R andy returned home that night to find his house was entirely clean. The bodies of Amy and Georgia were gone from the bas e ment and the hole had been filled in and new cement had been applied.
    Perhaps this is where the bodies were buried, now sealed u n der a new layer of concrete, but somehow, though, Randy doubted it. That man didn’t come off as the type who believed or cared about such things. He came off as someone who believes in not h ing and cares for less. He searched the house, making sure that nothing had been taken. When he was absolutely sure nothing was missing he undressed and went to bed.
    Randy slept till late in the afternoon the next day. When he f i nally awoke, it wasn’t because he wanted to; it was because som e one was banging on the front door. He got up, pulled on a pair of pants and a white t- shirt and went to the door and opened it. Outside waiting patiently, was a policeman in his mid-forties. The cop was a short, pudgy man with a grey mustache and bushy hair. He looked as though he’d spent most of his life in donut shops.
    On his face he wore an expression of caring and concern. “Mr. Barcer?” the policeman asked.
    “Yes?” Randy replied.
    “Mr. Barcer, do you know where your wife and child are?”
    Randy’s thoughts became muddled as a wave of dizziness ove r came him. They knew and they had him. He cleared his head in the hope that he was wrong.
    “No, not at this precise moment. They went out last night to go to my wife’s mother’s or something. I assumed they stayed the night, why, is something wrong? Did something happen to them?”
    The policeman took a moment to look into Randy’s eyes as if he was feeling him out.
    “Mr. Barcer, I’m sorry to be the one to inform you of this but it appears your wife and child went over to attorney Daniel J. Gordon’s office yeste r day afternoon. It appears that Daniel and your wife were having an affair. We believe that she tried to cut it off and he became enraged. They fought and in the middle of the fight, Daniel’s wife, Elizabeta, and his son, William, came home. This caused a much bigger fight and sometime during the dispute Daniel may have attacked either his wife or yours first. In the end, he killed both his family and yours. After he realized what he’d done, he set his house on fire and stayed inside to die with them. I’m so sorry for your loss, sir.”
    Randy had to force back a laugh. This seemed too stupid and unbelie v able. Instead of laughing, Randy put on a face of sadness and asked, “My wife and daughter are dead? Oh my God, no.” He managed to scrounge up some tears for his charade. “I…can I see their bodies?”
    “I’m afraid not, Mr. Barcer. There’s not much left, I’m afraid, the cor o ner had to use dental records to identify the bodies. Not h ing really but ash remains. I’m really sorry to have to tell you this.” The cop’s face was morose.
    Randy fell back into the house, putting on a well-played show of sa d ness. He forced himself to cry more false tears, all the while laughing on the inside.
    Whoever that man had been, he was good.
    The policeman put a gentle hand onto Randy’s shoulder to console him and told him once again how sorry he was. The cop left soon

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