Behind The Serial Killer

d was far from quiet. He thought about The Architect constantly, wonde

cellblock. His name was Alex, a quiet

hat Alex knew more about The Ar

ut him?" Jack asked,

ning in close. "I used to work for him,

ned in shock. "W

ed him find targets. People who were vul

down his spine. "And w

d. A way to reach out to people like

s new information. He realized that he

ake action. He had to stop The Ar

Jack asked Alex, his

lowly. "I'll

he Architect and bring him to justice. Little did they know,

ster of manipulation, using his charisma a

. "He pulls the strings and w

moment. He was determined to stop Th

evidence, scouring the internet for any

as a ghost, a shadow that haunt

poured over every detail, every clue,

name, a hint of a loc

itect, following a trail of breadcrumbs that

r, the shadows grew lon

hey were ge

ly, they saw him

e shadows, his eyes g

s voice dripping with malice

ached The Architect. He knew t

itect's eyes, he saw something

r of rec

of fam

new that his world was abo

ore into Jack's soul, as if he c

demanded, trying to

m someone who knows you very well, Jack," he said. "

ect began to circle around him,

ct said. "I know about your father, about the abuse, abo

shock. How did The Arch

d. "I know about the way she enabled your father's beha

im. The Architect was revealing secret

oice dripping with malice, "I know about your desire fo

ng now. He knew that

me?" he spat, trying

how you the true meaning of power. I want to show you how to harnes

, fast. But as he turned to run, he felt

ack," The Architect said. "No