Peggy Holloway - Judith McCain 05 - Monroe Beach by Peggy Holloway
Authors: Peggy Holloway
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taken to Atlant a the following Monday to be tried in Federal court. He refused to make a deal and only laughed when offered it. He claimed his name was Randy Zandy. His fingerprints weren’t on any database, which only meant he didn’t have a record. But then neither did Ted Bundy when he was caught.
The Thursday before our big week-end we had planned, we three women decided to see if Robert and Simon would let us visit Randy Zandy in the county jail. Robert was totally against it, but I was surprised when Simon said he thought it would be a good idea. Robert finally relented.
We slept late that day and Sarah closed her shop at noon. Delilah and I had lunch in our room at the Mulberry Inn and Sarah joined us. The weather was perfect and we had on shorts, tee shirts, and sandals.
# # #
He was so tiny he looked like a little boy. His hair was very white and his eyes were pink and sort of bulged out of the socket. Robert told us that they had to give him a small woman’s jump suit and it was loose on him.
When we approached the cell door, he stood and walked over. Robert had escorted us and told us not to stand too close. Randy’s snake-like tongue kept darting in and out of his mouth and I noticed that his teeth were sharp pointed like he had filed them.
He had fine white hair growing all over his hands, face and neck. I looked down at his feet and he was wearing flip flops. Baby fine hair was growing all over his feet.
He grinned as he approached us and that tongue kept darting in and out of his mouth.
When he spoke, his voice was high pitched like a woman’s, “Nice to meet you at last, Judith McCain. I was hoping they would bring you here. I saw your old nightmare the other night. Kidnapped at age three, huh?”
There was no way I was going to allow him to pull me into his games , like I had allowed Jupiter to do when I first started visiting her in jail, when I was a green psychologist and thought I could help her. So, I just shrugged.
He giggled and looked at Delilah, “Oh, yeah, my beautiful black friend. You haven’t told them about the dream we shared have you? Wasn’t it exciting? You were so caring and giving. I wish my mother could be more like you.”
Delilah stared straight ahead, looking at nothing.
I looked at her and remembered that everyone else had talked about their dreams he had been in except Delilah. “You is one evil white boy, you is,” she said and I realized that she spoke differently when she was under stress.
He then turned to Sarah, “In a way, we are one of a kind aren’t we, Elizabeth?”
She gasped and I wondered how he knew about her MPD and that one of her personalities was Elizabeth, the evil woman who had helped Twoon with his murders.
“I’ll see all of you in your dreams tonight,” he said and then walked back to his bunk, sat down and started humming.
# # #
“Well, that was a waste of time,” I said as we were walking down to the diner for some dinner.
Simon laughed, “What were you hoping to accomplish, Judith?”
“I don’t know really. I would like to know how he does it though.”
No one said anything until we had our food. We had all ordered hamburgers and they were delicious. Suddenly Delilah put her burger down, looked out the window and then looked at each of us. She asked Simon to let her out of the booth and she walked outside.
“Is she all right?” Sarah asked as she watched Delilah pacing up and down the sidewalk outside.
We continued to eat in silence as we watched her and she finally came back in. “You have to kill him,” she said as she stood over us.
Robert put his sandwich down o n his plate and wiped his mouth. “Delilah, we have to wait for due process. The DA will ask for the death penalty and I’m sure he’ll be convicted.”
“You don’t understand. He ain’t like other men. In fact he ain’t a man at all. He is nothing but pure evil. He has to be destroyed. If you keep him locked up, he will get
The Thursday before our big week-end we had planned, we three women decided to see if Robert and Simon would let us visit Randy Zandy in the county jail. Robert was totally against it, but I was surprised when Simon said he thought it would be a good idea. Robert finally relented.
We slept late that day and Sarah closed her shop at noon. Delilah and I had lunch in our room at the Mulberry Inn and Sarah joined us. The weather was perfect and we had on shorts, tee shirts, and sandals.
# # #
He was so tiny he looked like a little boy. His hair was very white and his eyes were pink and sort of bulged out of the socket. Robert told us that they had to give him a small woman’s jump suit and it was loose on him.
When we approached the cell door, he stood and walked over. Robert had escorted us and told us not to stand too close. Randy’s snake-like tongue kept darting in and out of his mouth and I noticed that his teeth were sharp pointed like he had filed them.
He had fine white hair growing all over his hands, face and neck. I looked down at his feet and he was wearing flip flops. Baby fine hair was growing all over his feet.
He grinned as he approached us and that tongue kept darting in and out of his mouth.
When he spoke, his voice was high pitched like a woman’s, “Nice to meet you at last, Judith McCain. I was hoping they would bring you here. I saw your old nightmare the other night. Kidnapped at age three, huh?”
There was no way I was going to allow him to pull me into his games , like I had allowed Jupiter to do when I first started visiting her in jail, when I was a green psychologist and thought I could help her. So, I just shrugged.
He giggled and looked at Delilah, “Oh, yeah, my beautiful black friend. You haven’t told them about the dream we shared have you? Wasn’t it exciting? You were so caring and giving. I wish my mother could be more like you.”
Delilah stared straight ahead, looking at nothing.
I looked at her and remembered that everyone else had talked about their dreams he had been in except Delilah. “You is one evil white boy, you is,” she said and I realized that she spoke differently when she was under stress.
He then turned to Sarah, “In a way, we are one of a kind aren’t we, Elizabeth?”
She gasped and I wondered how he knew about her MPD and that one of her personalities was Elizabeth, the evil woman who had helped Twoon with his murders.
“I’ll see all of you in your dreams tonight,” he said and then walked back to his bunk, sat down and started humming.
# # #
“Well, that was a waste of time,” I said as we were walking down to the diner for some dinner.
Simon laughed, “What were you hoping to accomplish, Judith?”
“I don’t know really. I would like to know how he does it though.”
No one said anything until we had our food. We had all ordered hamburgers and they were delicious. Suddenly Delilah put her burger down, looked out the window and then looked at each of us. She asked Simon to let her out of the booth and she walked outside.
“Is she all right?” Sarah asked as she watched Delilah pacing up and down the sidewalk outside.
We continued to eat in silence as we watched her and she finally came back in. “You have to kill him,” she said as she stood over us.
Robert put his sandwich down o n his plate and wiped his mouth. “Delilah, we have to wait for due process. The DA will ask for the death penalty and I’m sure he’ll be convicted.”
“You don’t understand. He ain’t like other men. In fact he ain’t a man at all. He is nothing but pure evil. He has to be destroyed. If you keep him locked up, he will get
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