The Block: Part Twenty-Three

This is the twenty-third part of a fiction serial, in 800 words.

“This will be the last session focusing on that Sunday, Jeffrey. I am keen to ask you why you did nothing to Miss Martinez, the resident of Flat Nine”.

“I had been in her place a few times. She must have been using sleeping tablets to get a good sleep after her long shifts, as she was always flat out, and never noticed me walking around. She wore one of those black sleep-masks too, velvet I think. She had it on that morning, and was in a very deep sleep. I sat on her bed watching her. She had no idea. To be honest, I had nothing against her. She was attractive, that’s for sure, but she had zero interest in me that way. She worked hard, her flat was immaculate, and she had nice things. You know, good taste, classy”.

“Then was it her good looks and good taste that saved her from you, Jeffrey?”

“Not sure. I had never intended to hurt her at all, right from the time I started to make my plans. There was a green circle around her flat on my plan, same as the one around Loud Couple’s flat. That meant they would be okay. Frizzy-Haired Sexy Girl didn’t even need her door lock interfered with, as I was sure she wouldn’t wake up until her tablet wore off”.

“But you still went into her place. They found bloodstains on the door, walls, bedding, and bedroom carpet”.

“Oh yes, I popped in to check on her, like I said. I watched her sleep for a minute or two, then left”.

“You liked her then. Liked to watch her. Was it a sexual attraction?”

“She was undeniably sexy, but it wasn’t that. She reminded me of me”.

“How so?”

“She kept herself to herself. She was clean and tidy, always smart, and smelled great. She didn’t get involved with any of the others in the block unless she couldn’t avoid it, and she worked long hours on shifts without complaint. Maybe she hated being a croupier, I don’t know, but she did it to make money, and she spent that money wisely and well. She’s the sort who would never consider being a drain on society, believe me”.

“The man opposite you was not so lucky, I see. The actor, Julian Thoroughgood. What did you have against him? Was it because he was a homosexual?”

“You people always have to bring up sex, don’t you? You presume everything that happens has a sexual motive. Whether that is latent homosexuality, attraction to the opposite sex, or being in love with your mother. You really do need to move on, find some new theories. Still banging away with Freud and Jung, forgetting it is no longer the 19th century. This is the twenty-first century, doctor, and a lot has happened since nineteen-hundred. Though you lot seem to have failed to notice. I didn’t care that Theatrical Conehead was gay. Didn’t bother me in the least. But he was a bully, a whiny bully. And he traded on a false reputation based on being in one crappy television show, and doing a lot of crowd scene bit parts. He was fake”.

“Was that enough to justify what happened to him then?”

“As far as I am concerned, obviously”.

“Was he surprised to see you enter his flat that morning?”

“Funnily enough, it didn’t occur to him to ask how I had got in there, or why I was carrying a tool bag. He was shocked at all the blood. He thought I was injured, and was like, ‘Oh my dear, whatever has happened?’ I pointed to the balcony, as if the answer was outside. Then when he went out to look, I grabbed his legs and dropped him over. Have you ever heard the sound of someone hitting concrete after falling almost a hundred feet? It sounds like a slap, not at all what you might imagine”.

“Why did you do something so public? You must have known that someone would soon see his body?”

“Of course, that was my finale. I knew that someone would call an ambulance, and the police would turn up. The bike lock had been removed from the door, and I just had enough time to bag up my overalls and boots, then have a quick shower to make myself presentable before they arrived at my flat. I gave them everything, laptop, notes, all the relevant stuff, and made a full confession in my flat. The uniformed officers were surprised, as they had no idea what else had happened. When the detectives arrived, they made me sit in my flat while a full search went on”.

“Thank you, Jeffrey. I will be seeing you again to discuss what happened after your arrest”.

44 thoughts on “The Block: Part Twenty-Three

  1. (1) Jeffrey ̶B̶e̶a̶u̶m̶o̶n̶t̶ North discovered that Miss ̶V̶a̶l̶l̶e̶n̶s̶ Martinez, a ̶l̶o̶u̶n̶g̶e̶ ̶s̶i̶n̶g̶e̶r̶ croupier, wore a ̶b̶l̶u̶e̶ black velvet sleep-mask. He whispered, “Lend me your ear—or at least a piece of it!” But she was fast asleep and didn’t respond. Jeffrey was sexually attracted to her, but all was lost now. He wondered if she’d at least pity him once he’d been Lynched by the media mob.
    (2) “To be honest, I had nothing against her.” Not even the tiniest part of his body?
    (3a) “I had never intended to hurt her at all…” Looks like Fate dealt Frizzy-Haired Sexy Girl a good hand.
    (3b) “She was clean and tidy, always smart, and smelled great.” In other words, the immaculate Miss Martinez played her cards right.
    (4) Julian Thoroughgood’s conehead was fake. But it helped him get a small role in an SNL skit as an alien claiming to be from France. It wasn’t until later that Saturday Night Live became a crappy television show.
    (5) Sigmund Freud banged away at Martha Bernays, never suspecting that Dr. Eccleston would one day bang away at him.
    (6) “Then when he went out to look, I grabbed his legs and dropped him over.” Considering Julian’s conehead, he must have looked like an earthbound missile. In any event, it was a truly dramatic exit. Bravo, Julian! Encore! Encore!
    (7) “Have you ever heard the sound of someone hitting concrete after falling almost a hundred feet?” No, but I’ve heard the sound of almost a hundred feet on a crowded sidewalk. It would have been exactly one hundred had one of the tourists not been a leg amputee.
    (8a) When the uniformed officers first arrived, they were uninformed.
    (8b) They “were surprised, as they had no idea what else had happened.” Everyone loves a surprise! And this was a bloody good one!
    (9) “I will be seeing you again to discuss what happened after your arrest.” I suspect he flattered the flats’ clean-up crew, and offered to donate his bloodied overalls and boots to charity.

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  2. One of the curious things about this is the interview with Jeffrey. The interviewer is looking for rational explanations from someone who is acting irrationally. I understand that it is natural to want to ascertain motive, but can we do that with someone who is suffering from mental illness?

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    1. She is not looking for rational explanations, Pete, as she doesn’t expect to hear any. The interview is conducted to ascertain remorse, feelings of guilt, or any underlying event that might have provoked his behaviour. She is allowing him to express those thoughts that will undoubtedly result in his serving a full life sentence. In many respects, she is guiding him in that direction.
      Perhaps she wants to write a book about his case? They often do. 🙂
      Best wishes, Pete.

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    1. Thanks, John. I don’t know if it’s true that criminal psychologists are still working that way, but they have certainly clung to their theories and profiling methods for a very long time now. 🙂
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  3. Well, you’ve captured the psychology of a psychopath brilliantly, Pete. It reminds me somewhat of American Psycho without the satirical element. Intellectually, I appreciate the straightforward, non-stylized account–it is what it is. It’s horrifying. And that’s the point. These people aren’t exotic. They are bland, transparent malignant narcissists. But for me, it makes for difficult reading. It’s brilliantly written, but it is intensely unpleasant.

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    1. Thanks, Pam. Reading about such people is hard, I agree. I have read a lot of books about serial killers and spree killers, and it is the fact that they are mostly ‘ordinary’ that makes it seem worse.
      Thanks for your much-appreciated compliments. This is the last episode to feature the killings on that Sunday.
      Best wishes, Pete.

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      1. It sounds fascinating, Pete. Years ago I started reading Ann Rule’s account of her time with Ted Bundy, The Stranger Beside Me.
        I was fascinated that she had worked with Bundy on a suicide prevention hotline and that they had become “friends” during the time he was committing murders. Furthermore, she had been a police officer and during this time, she had a daughter that fit the MO of Bundy’s victims. Bundy knew her daughter. Rule was terrified that her daughter could potentially be a victim of the crazed killer on the loose. Bundy told her to relax, nothing was going to happen to her daughter.
        I thought/think that it was an incredible set of circumstances worthy of a great crime novel, but even more astounding–it was true!
        So, anyway, I was very keen about reading the book, but I couldn’t get through it. In fact I had to throw it in the trash. It’s the only book I’ve ever thrown in the trash. It was just too evil. Too dark. So I don’t know…Reason of Insanity maybe too much for me.

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  4. This is the third ‘episode’ of The Block that I have had the pleasure of reading. I just wanted to let you know that I look forward to seeing posts in this series. Jeffrey has captivated my attention completely!

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        1. Not compulsory of course, but it would give you a better overall view of the serial. 🙂
          It will be published in one complete story, when it has finished.
          Best wishes, Pete.

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