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Fifteen more minutes and the strange man who's wearing a plain black hoodie and a white hockey mask came out again.

He's got another plain black bag-pack, but unlike the first scenario, he was not holding it on his right hand - it's properly place now on his back. But he's still holding something on his right hand - A GUN.

Al, with a pounding heart, exclaimed, "Pause the video!"

The motel manager paused it.
Al gazed seriously towards Fred's face and then uttered, "Look at that gun Fred... it's quite longer than a usual pistol.. right?"

Fred replied while seriously gazing towards the small monitor screen of the CCTV footage, "Yeah.. it's longer.. probably because he attached a silencer on the gun's mouth.. "

Al uttered, "Yeah.. I totally agree. Anyway, let's resume it."

The video was resumed. The seriousness and tension on both the detectives' faces were now vividly visible. They watched the footage with all their attention being diverted into it.

The masked man gazed again towards the CCTV camera's direction. He turned his back opposing the CCTV footage, pulled his phone on his left side-pocket using his left hand. He seemed to held and looked at it for quite awhile - as if he's dialing someone. He then placed the phone close towards his left ear.

After it, he put his phone back inside his pocket and then just stood straight - still with the gun on his right hand and a black bag-pack on his back, IN FRONT of David and Lisa's room.

He knocked thrice, but no one opened the door. He knocked again, now continuously, until someone had opened the door. But upon seeing the door being opened, the man in the hoodie and white hockey mask, immediately KICKED the door and then aimed his gun towards the one who opened the it (whether it's Lisa or David, it's uncertain).

The masked man continued to aim his gun to someone inside the room, but using his left hand, he was SIGNALING a HAND GESTURE of SILENCE (index finger pointed up, close fist, placed nearly towards the lips/mouth).

Al exclaimed, "Forward! Fast forward it!"

It took exactly THREE HOURS, before the door was opened again.
The masked man went out from the room, with the same clothes but now he was not holding a gun, but rather carrying his black bag-pack on his right hand.

He opened the door of his own motel unit, threw the black bag-pack inside, and then entered again inside David and Lisa's room.

After a couple of minutes, he went out again, but now he's carrying a black body bag - bent on his right shoulder effortlessly.

He walked towards the nearest corner of the hallway and then entered inside the FIRE EXIT, still carrying the black body bag, bent on his right shoulder.

Al, with a tone of urgency and disappointment, he said to the motel's manager, "I need to know the name of whoever that goddamn prick who rented the unit right beside the room of the victims! And I also need information on how often did Lisa and David checked-in here on this motel. I need it now! I badly need it now."

The motel manager walked out immediately to get the information that Detective Al needed.

The two detectives moved outside the room and waited for the motel manager to come back. They just stood straight with disappointed faces.
Fred with a confuse face, uttered, "Al, honestly, I can't think of any possible suspect, except for Lisa Colbert's husband. It's clear that it's a friggin cold-blooded murder."

"It can't be Fred. The suspect made it clear on the video.", Al replied with so much CONVICTION.

"Damn it Al, NOTHING was clear on that fucking video tape!", Fred sarcastically chuckled in disapproval.

Al with a serious face, he replied, "Fred, if you are screwing somebody's wife, would you call his husband and make a bag-pack delivery for you in a motel and pay him for letting him fuck your wife? Come on Fred! Didn't you noticed it on the footage? It is impossible that it's Lisa's husband. The suspect made it clear on us that he's somehow close towards David."

Fred grinned sarcastically, and in a very curious voice he uttered in disaproval, "What the hell are you saying? What makes you think that the killer knew David Freud? And what makes you say that the bagpack is a DELIVERY? You didn't see any David Freud opening the fucking door for the killer, though it's a possibility, you still can't conclude Al."

"Let me put it this way Fred. First, you don't give your private number to someone you don't know. But the suspect made it clear, that HE called someone inside through a CELLULAR phone. In fact, the suspect DID NOT knock on the door, but he just made a call through his cellphone and the door was opened for him. He TOOK OFF his mask and let David Freud see his face and then they made the deal. Now, if the suspect is Lisa Colbert's husband, why would he show his face towards David or towards Lisa? They must be dumb then. Do you get it Fred?"

Fred concurred and was silenced. He just let Al to continue

"This goddamn killer is something Fred. He patiently executed the victims. It took three hours to butchered both of his prey and let them feel the hell out of it. I believe that it was preplanned. He's patient, precise, intelligent, and I can tell you that no ordinary man is behind this crock of shit. He is something.."

"I got that Al and I agree. But what do you think is the motive behind this?! That's what really puzzling my mind."

"Fred, I am a bit enlightened after I saw the video. I think the riddle that the victim left us, is our passport towards his motive."

"What about the letters A and T..?"

"He's communicating. He's trying to say something. Look Fred, he's smart, but why do you think he did not destroy the CCTV camera? It's not because his foolish.. but I think it's because he wants to FEED us AGAIN - feed us evidences. Like I said awhile ago, he's pulling us in. Why? Well I don't know YET."

The motel manager interrupted Al's parlance, and then uttered, "Detective, I checked on the logbooks and computer files, and I found out that the unit was rented and registered into a man named," the manager paused for awhile and pulled a paper from his pocket, "Damn ..... it's hard to pronounce his name ... so i wrote in a paper... it's not a common name detective.. so read it for yourself, 'cause I don't know how to pronounce that goddamn name..", he then gave the piece of paper to Detective Al.

Al muttered, "His name is Danté.....Alighieri...?"

The manager replied, "That's on the file sir. He rented the room 7 days ago. The room was occupied up until now base on records sir."

Al thanked the manager for it's cooperation. "Thank you. Oh by the way, I need the key to open the suspect room, can I borrow it? 'Cause I doubt that the murderer's still there."

Fred uttered, "It sounds like an Italian name...right Al?"

Al replied, "It's quite familiar... this name is familiar to me.. it seems like I already heard it before.. somewhere.. I don't know.. I'm not sure."

While Al was busy thinking where he heard the peculiar name, Fred asked the manager, "How about the David Freud? Was it their first time here or they're a regular?"

"I also checked it, and David Freud's name has appeared to our records thrice. I found out that he's always rented the same room whenever he checked-in. That's all I got sir. That's all in our computer files and I can provide copies of it if you want to."

Fred smiled, "Thank you so much for your cooperation. And yeah, we'll appreciate it if you'd provide a copy for us."

All of a sudden, Al began to exclaimed excitedly, "Oh shit! I knew that I know this name! FRED, I need to see and ask Kelly of something! Get the key of the suspect's room and just follow me right after, okay?!!"

Al ran towards the crime scene, wanting to seek Dr. Kelly Spencer.

Fred muttered to himself, "Fuck that Danté.."

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