South East DC; Saturday June 18th 2016
It had been two weeks, since Simon Wolks was arrested. He now sat in jail (without bail) awaiting trial for his heinous crimes against children.
Now that he was behind bars, some of his victims were coming forward to testify, no longer afraid of what he might do to them or their families. That, and the mother of the neighborhood girls (on the camera video), was also pressing charges - having had no idea, until the discovery of the camera in Wolks's car, that anything untoward was happening to her kids during those pool visits.
Simon Wolks meanwhile, screamed 'entrapment' - that he had been 'set up' - but no one was listening. He then admitted his predilections towards children, but insisted that he was a 'looker' and not a 'toucher' - a claim somewhat supported by the videos he had made of the local children. He had never actually touched any of them in the videos, but who could say what went on after the camera went off.
Still, he was a danger to society, and the police found enough of the hardcore stuff on his thumb-drives, to put him away for a long long time. Rory had no regrets at how it had all turned out. in fact, it probably couldn't have turned out any better.
Officer Magnifico meanwhile, didn't have anything to say over the mater; and seemed to be avoiding Rory of late. That was just fine with Rory, as he didn't need the cop in his business, any more than the cop needed Rory in his own.
As for the money Rory had taken, he had donated it to a local community outreach program. For the first time in years, the facility had enough stores to help all the young single mothers in the area - passing out diapers, formula, and clothing as needed. Any guilt Rory might have had over taking the money, was largely mitigated in knowing that it had gone to help little kids, rather than toward abusing them further.
As Rory reminisced over these events, a woman walked out on the street in front of him. She was comely, but not overly so, a brunette, wearing a long black skirt with a white blouse. For all intensive purposes, she looked like a high class secretary or perhaps a librarian (without the glasses).
What the heck was she doing in this neighborhood?
The woman smiled (perfect teeth) and spoke with a friendly dulcet voice.
"Rory Andrews," she said - stating his name rather than asking it; "Do you realize that Simon Wolks had nothing to do with the boy being killed in the shredder? That he was just using that video to scare children into silence of his abuse?"
"Do you realize the one doing that to children is still out there?"
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