October 09, 2002urges [sian][forum post]
The first thoughts of minor high tide flooding greets the officers at the Boardwalk. The slight chance of sprinkles has turned into a misty haze chilled in the pre-dawn hours just enough to be uncomfortable. The weather is mild, just above 60, but it feels far, far colder.
As if the Washington-area sniper wasn't enough to worry about.
This is the fourth body they've found in the past twenty-four hours. The fourth that doesn't rank among the usual homicides that come rolling in each night.
The first was Nigel Phereston (fear.... my son), a twenty-one year old student from New York City. After completion of mid-term projects at the famous school of Culinary Arts, Nigel was returning to his hometown of Trenton to spend the school break with his parents. The young man never arrived (too bad, so sad, such a dreadfully cliche way to depart this world) last night. His car was found mid-afternoon, today, in a wash ten miles outside the Trenton city limits, Nigel's body thirty yards away. Barbed wire had been used to bind (crucify) his body to a grate beneath a bridge in a shallow gravel-bed creek. Massive amounts of heroin (indulge. me.) were found within his bloodstream, seemingly injected by another party into his outstretched limb to forcibly induce an over-dose. The current has washed away any evidence left at the scene, but authorities continue to search for clues.
The second eighteen-year-old Timothy Varner, last seen exiting Club Abyss in Sayreville Tuesday night (or was it Wednesday morning?), found just before dusk tonight. His body mangled, beated, violently brutalized that only dental records could identify him at the morgue hours after his unfortunate arrival. Police have questioned immediately family, relatives and friends in hopes of connecting the assault to a hate crime or other type of case but so far no leads have proven to hold any merit. While still early in the investigation, Police maintain the hopes that clues will be found after sunrise - as the dark has so far left the alley within which the beating occured a forensic vaccuum. Yet, so many violent crimes each year go unsolved...
JoMarie Caston was the third body found, only a few short hours ago. While thought (hoped, yearned, begged) to be a horrible accident, investigators are not ruling out the possibility (definitive evidence) the death could be a homicide. When found tangled within the high-power lines near the North East Grid (....I have so much power to give you....), her body still smoked and burned (.... all you have to do.... is beg....) making many officers at the scene physically ill. Fortunately, the accident (painstakingly random homicide) only caused a small number of homes to be without power a short period of time as the blown transformer was replaced and the small grassfire extinguished. Police are combing the area for clues and any other shred of evidence which will lead to the conclusion of just how JoMarie became trapped and tangled (lustfully writhing, I've a surprise for you, little girl) within the power lines twenty feet above the ground, but the water damage and extinguisher foam will prove a hinderance (.......want some candy?).
And now this.
One more body. One more brutal death. One more family they'll have to draw straws on who makes the call. Who fills out the nasty dregs of the report. Who gets to make friendly with the Coroner upon autopsy.
Young. Male. (What's your name prettyboy? My girl here likes thinks you're cute.....). Couldn't be older than sixteen, maybe seventeen (Eighteen next week? Well, Mr. Alexander P. Winston the Third, you and Penny here are juuuust about the same age). Seemed athletic. Fit. Brand new car left virtually untouched in the parking lot nearby. (She's got quite a shine on you, kid, and she's real pretty, yes?) Body nude. Impaled on a chunk of drifwood beneath the Pier (Tell me what you know about desire, Alex my boy.). There are so many footprints in the Boardwalk beach sand that it would be impossible to tell if any belonged even to the victim..
(no. loose. ends.)
Are the homicides related? Or is it just a bad week to be a cop.....
Posted by asher at October 09, 2002 12:00 AM
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