Karla’s not dead, not yet; what Mandrel had as a gift in life didn’t need to tell him this; they both went into the river, only one came out; it’s not over till it’s over and I see his dead body, Franklin faked his death once already and Karla was a part of him doing it. I’ve proven nothing if I can’t bring him in, “dead or alive” is how I’m looking at it, Butter listened carefully to what the detective told him now, he knew it’s the young man’s wishes to become one; in his eyes he’s proven to be that and more, the young man’s come a long way from once being a helpless kid victim of a serial killer, to someone out to settle the score, an eye for an eye; Butter liked that about the young detective.
He did his homework on him and all ‘a the major players in his little clandestine case, he’s suppose to be on his vacations,
but once he got here everything started coming back together, and his own personal cold-case got hot fast; it was all there, clear evidences of what he said they’d find if they let him scratch the surface. No one wanted to hear anything more about it though way back when he mentioned something about a serial killer active in New York City, one that’s been around for awhile operating right under their noses, and that he’s most likely a cop; not only that, but the cop he suspected all along, Franklin Littleton. Mandrel had reported as much years ago when he came out of a coma in the nuthouse, it was totally ignored, and dismissed as no more then something said by someone crazy. Someone who claims to be the younger brother of an officer named Edward Mann; who’s only brother died less then a year after birth, they said he couldn’t be who he said he is, so the report was just ignored for that reason first and foremost, and for what I believe was most likely because he’s a black kid talking about a white man that happens to be a cop, and a war hero before that. No one even mentioned the report even though I once said as much before to someone about my suspicion concerning this cop; it was a cover-up, someone knew all along about Franklin’s behavior, Butter couldn’t help wonder why Jean Paul hadn’t ever mentioned any of this to him in all this time; surely he knew something about the report being made, it concerned two N.Y.P.D. officers that had some kind ‘a involvement in a cop serial killer case, one’s dead and the other is Franklin; that’s more then just a coincident if you ask me, specially after he mentioned it more then a few times, it’s even came up aftertheir love making more then twice, always ending in bitter words spoken. It was being covered–up; Jean Paul knew this right from the start, but played it off to further his own political career, the then New York City’s D.A. is now U.S. Attorney General Jean-Paul Dupree; he helped cover this up. That changed everything, this is personal now, before it was just doing his job; now he wanted answers for a more personal reason, things like how could you do this to not only me, but too the people you took an oath to protect from something like this? Butter needed to know this real bad; it’s what drove him on now, his once lover had become the true enemy all along, and it was time to pay now for all the harm it caused, this case had ruined his career, and his lover had stood by and let it; more then that, helped it, and he wanted to know why?
The four women exchanged nervous glances while the little girl one of them held moaned uneasily in the young woman arms as she slept totally unaware of her father leaving with the FBI. agent that met them in the airport. Mandrel assured them they had nothing to worry about as far as the agent is concerned; he only wants his help in clearing up a few things about a report he once made after he came out of his first coma. Mandrel told him what he could about the matter, but then the agent told him he too had been one of Karla’s victims, and he knows he’s the one that went into the 31st after him while he was still a cop named Franklin Littleton. They would talk more somewhere private, Butter said nothing Mandrel tells him about any of this would ever be used against him, they agreed to ride together in his car back to Joe’s and Shana’s limo could follow them there. Fuel and the twins had their spy’s in the airport to inform them of Lil’Mann’s return, Sparky had a few there too; they waited until Mandrel and the F.B.I. agent were no longer in a position to stop them, that’s when they made their move. The plan was to kidnap Mandrel’s family and take them to one of Sparky’s strongholds for safe keeping, just a little added assurance to force Lil’Mann to see things his way in the upcoming war in Hell. The driver of the limo knew what to do, he slowed down often enough to allow the F.B.I. agent and Mandrel to lose sight of them; then he pulled off course and stop to allow a switch of cars to take place so the limo they were in continued onward to Joe’s, while the Mob took Mandrel’s family and headed in the other direction. By the time Mandrel found out about the kidnapping Sparky was already laughing quietly to himself down in Hell. Don Sparky himself told the limo driver that he’d be richly rewarded for his services, but as the limo pulled up at Joe’s it exploded as it turned into the gates, bringing Mandrel and Butter out of the Manson on the run. As the two men ran towards the burning limo Butter reached for his phone to make a call to 911 and request backup, but Lil’Mann stopped him by telling him it was not in their best interest that he do that, his family wouldn’t be found dead in the burning automobile, Sparky was behind this and he knew it wouldn’t do him any good to kill them; they’ve been kidnapped by the Mob he said before the two reached the gates, we can’t do much of anything before we hear from him; if you really want ‘a help don’t make that call. The phone was ringing by the time they returned to the Manson; it’s Sparky, he wants to express how sorry he feels that it’s come to this, such a sad end to a long time friendship, things could get worst before they get better; it would be unfortunate if that should have to happen. Sparky said he wanted Lil’Mann back in Hell within the hour, and ready to lead his army in the war for control over Hell.