Dead Cold by Jennifer Chase

Author:Jennifer Chase [Chase, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JEC Press
Published: 2017-07-01T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Thursday 2355 hours

JESS RETURNED TO HER SECRET sound-proofed room. It was difficult for her stay away for too long because it was all she thought about during her waking hours. Her rational mind knew that there was no way that anyone could penetrate her favorite place, especially the moaning room.

No one. No way. Not ever.

However, that still didn’t stop the incessant thoughts, little voices and audible reminders in an endless mind loop, to check and double check the room just to make sure no one made it inside.

Jess felt the most relaxed and happy when she was working. Her room, her special sanctuary, made her copiously happy. It was her safe place, her psychological center, and her abundant strength. Being in her room commanded everything to make sense. It was where she was in charge and where no one could ever hurt or have authority over her.

She never tired of hearing the specialized metal door slowly close behind her. Immediately afterward, the automatic air circulation buzzed with efficiency leaving the area perfectly clean and free from dust.

Breathing deeply a couple of times, Jess walked briskly to the enclosure where the gurney sat unoccupied. It made her a bit sad. Without having a current project, it was a psychological letdown. Her continuing wish was to become completely fulfilled with the next body dismemberment, but it didn’t seem to happen—at least not just yet. She just hadn’t reached that point in her quest and she was okay with that component—for now.

Standing in front of the first freezer, Jess made sure that the digital temperature read zero degrees. Standard home refrigerators usually had freezers set to about four below zero, but they weren’t as efficient as the industrial model that sat in front of her. She took great lengths to search for, researched endlessly, and compared industrial freezers from laboratory settings to freeze large portions of hunter’s kills. Working out numbers, freezing formulas and probabilities, Jess finally made the most appropriate choice to fit her own needs. It had worked well.

She knew that the probability of equipment malfunction and system failure would be about four percent within the first six months. She could live with those odds since it had already been sixteen months.

Opening the airtight freezer, she slid out the drawer. She carefully unwrapped the heavy-duty plastic wrapped around the severed head.

The man’s eyes remained closed, and there were light frosted ice crystals entwined in his dark eyelashes. It intrigued her. This frosty reaction resembled snowflakes from the first light snow of the season. His face slack, as if he was sleeping peacefully and in the middle of an enjoyable dream. His skin pale with only a tinge of pale blue being the only element that signified that he was dead.

Jess raised her hand and gently stroked the handsome man’s face. The extreme cold didn’t faze her or chill her hand, but rather made her connection to the deceased much more personal. She had shared his life, death, dismemberment, final freezing and soon his final resting place.

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