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You’ve been working in journalism for a decade,
“I’m honored. Mr. and Mrs. Turn-”
What Meredith didn’t know, is most people preferred not to work with the brother/sister duo because of
their need for the macabre. The NDA that they made their staff sign, protected their dark side. Meredith had no way of knowing that she had sent her best Anchor into the Lion’s Den.
In 1922, the facility had been a mental institution that house the clinically and criminally insane. But after it was discovered that some of the doctors had gone mad, and had been performing unethical medical practices, such as lobotomy’s, acid drips on exposed skulls, or forcing STD infected patients to have sex with non-STD infected patients.
“I’m going to be in therapy for years behind this crazy ass bitch,” Ivory thought as her face twisted in disgust.
She possessed the alluring call of a Siren. Ivory believed that Amalia’s voice was the very thing that she used to reel in her victims.
“I’m interested in the truth. However, you choose to deliver the truth is up to you.”
“Understood. Well, I am in prison for castrating eleven men and sodomizing them with their severed useless dicks. After shoving their worthless penile shaft in their very experienced and already opened backdoor, I made them suck the filth off before I doused them with gasoline and set their worthless bodies on fire. Hearing them cry and beg for mercy did nothing
for me. They didn’t mean it. Certain people can’t be saved. I don’t think I should be here. My actions were justified.
discovered that I was the culprit. I knew I never stood a chance of seeing the light of day outside of a prison ever again. They locked my ass up and immediately sent me to prison. The fair and speedy trial that the US Government promises goes out the window when you have friends in high places. I was arrested in February and headed to prison for the remainder of my life in July.” Amalia shrugged.
She also knew that black women, no matter how beautiful they were, were punished swiftly if the man they challenged were connected to someone important. From what Amalia just said, it seemed that she had run afoul of someone important.
“I don’t know them personally. Let’s be honest, when I started this, I was a kid in my twenties. They were men that I met on the Dark Web that expressed interest in dating minors. Pedophiles and sexual
deviants in private, but in public they were men of power. Men that should have known better. Men that knew better. The people you would send your children around willingly if they ever needed help.
I rid the world of a few bad apples, and because of that I will reside in this prison for the rest of my natural life. I’m being looked at as a murderer, and the real monster’s names were kept out of the news. Well, I’ve decided to give those names today. They were James Sutton, Chad Michaels, Todd Garrett, Chase Alexander, Phillip Collins, Spencer Martin, Adam Roberts, Austin Pauly,
Dylan Jacobson, Blake Beauford and Zachary Beauford.
Judges, police chiefs, mayors, lawyers, Dr.’s, politicians and other high-ranking officials. They all had it coming. Every single one of these married men reached out to my fake account looking for a partner between the ages of ten and sixteen. Those grown ass men with grandchildren older than those ages were looking for sexual partners that could barely write their name. Their wives and children had no idea that their fathers and husbands could be a part of something so vile. The sick shit that they wanted these babies to do to them was stomach turning.
There was not a hint of remorse in her voice. She spoke proudly as if she were accepting an award. Amalia was proud of every vile act that she committed.
Saving kids
Each man’s face had been completely obliterated so there was no way to tell who the victims were.
She herself had covered their deaths. She had no idea that the grotesque images were of people that she had rubbed shoulders with on numerous occasions.
“Stop right there, Ivory. I cannot let you finish that sentence,” Amalia interrupted still wearing a Colgate smile. “Let’s be clear, none of the men that I mentioned were victims. Except Blake and Zachary, their father had them doing unthinkable shit to them since they were six. They should’ve gotten therapy for their issues and maybe they’d still be alive. I refused to feel sorry for offing them because they knew what they were doing was wrong. However, I did make their father feel my wrath as well. That was fun.
State it
THWACK! THWACK!
Crazy move
Amalia smiled as she watched sweat pour from Tony’s forehead. Knowing that he was in so much pain that he couldn’t scream was comical to her.
“That pain that you feel doesn’t even come close to how Nia will feel when she finds out about the problems you’ve caused with this big, delicious dick.” Amalia said as she glanced down at the sheet tent. “Yeah, I’ma have fun with this big motherfucker,
you met Dr. Antonio
“Oh, this bitch is bat shit crazy,”
They know that
Ivory couldn’t believe the type of twists and turns that Dale and Eunice’s interviews were taking.
“OK guys nine times out of ten this will be a recovery, not a rescue. After two years, I’m quite positive that we’ll be pulling out skeletal remains of the good doctor. But because this mission will be televised, we need to follow protocol.
They were just too seasoned to admit it.
“Oh, God. Smells like death,” A voice called from her rear. She ignored it and forged through the scent that was so potent her eyes burned.
The knowledge that he was about to be rescued unfroze his tongue and made him focus.
“I’m here! I’m here! Please, get me out of here!” Tony screamed hysterically.
shackles bit into his flesh as he fought to free himself. He didn’t care about the blood or the pain, all he could think of as he heard approaching feet was getting home to his wife.
