Crestwood Investigation

Chapter 24: How Do You Stop This?

As the hours passed and the sun dipped below the horizon Tyler and his team of FBI agents received a distressing call, two prisoners had been found dead in their cell their demise shrouded in mystery and brutality, rushing to the scene, Tyler's mind raced with questions the reality of the situation sinking in as they arrived at the prison.

Approaching the prison warden Tyler listened intently as the warden described the gruesome scene before them
"Two of my prisoners just exploded against my goddamn walls" the warden explained his voice trembling with shock and disbelief
"I don't know what's happening, I don't know how anyone would get into this goddamn prison, we are super well fucking guarded prison hell we are one of the best fucking goddamn maximum security prisons in the nation, how the hell does this shit happen."

Tyler feeling more and more confusion, his mind reeling with the implications of this latest development
"So it's not just Crestwood University now" he muttered to himself his voice heavy with concern "Now the killer is attacking prisons too?"

Turning to the warden Tyler spoke with a sense of determination
"We will investigate and find out what's happening with this and see if anyone broke in perhaps and what happened to the prisoners." he assured the warden

Led by the warden Tyler and his team made their way to the spot of the murders the air heavy with tension and unease as they approached the grisly scene
Tyler's brain felt like it exploded himself as he recognized the lifeless bodies before him, It was Kevin and Matt the murderers from ten years ago the very same individuals whose names had resurfaced in connection with the recent killings at Crestwood University by the art that read "Long live Kevin and Matt"

"Somebody killed Kevin and Matt?" Tyler whispered as he surveyed the carnage before him, the sight of their mangled bodies sent a shiver down his spine the brutality of their deaths leaving him stunned and shaken.

Tyler seeing them lifeless, still shocking him to his core, the men who nearly ended his own life a decade ago, now laying in front of him dead.

As the other agents processed the scene a palpable sense of fear and dread settled over them, the realization that the killer had struck once again this time within the confines of a heavily guarded prison and doing this to two guys without even using a weapon, sent chills down their spines, with each passing moment the sense of urgency grew and Tyler knew that they were facing a formidable adversary one whose motives remained shrouded in darkness and mystery for now.

Outside the walls of the prison Tyler stood in the crisp evening air his breath forming small clouds in front of him as he stared down at his phone screen wrestling with a myriad of emotions, his thoughts swirling like a tempest in his mind, he leaned against the cold brick wall of the prison the weight of recent events bearing down on him, memories of his past both bitter and sweet, flooded his consciousness, mingling with the grim reality of the present.

"When I became an agent I told myself I would cut off everyone to focus on it once I lost her already." he murmured to himself his words barely audible over the distant hum of activity "But maybe it's time for a change."

With a heavy sigh Tyler dialed Michael's number the familiar rhythm of the digits punctuating the quiet of the evening air.

Michael meanwhile was riding in the police cruiser while Joshua drove as they both chatted about what to do next in their own investigation.

Each ring felt like an eternity as Tyler waited for Michael to pick up, Finally on the sixth ring, Michael's voice came through the line, breaking the tense silence
"Uh hey Tyler? Is everything okay?"
Michael's concern and disbelief was evident in his tone a reflection of the worry that had been gnawing at him since the news of the FBI agents deaths broke
"We just saw the FBI news recently the three dead agents kind of had us worried about you not gonna lie."

Tyler exhaled a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding grateful for Michael's concern amidst the chaos unfolding around them
"Hey Michael" he began, his voice heavy with fatigue and unease
"I'm sorry I've been ignoring your messages and calls to be honest, and thanks for the concern, i'm not calling about the FBI agents though, believe it or not, Kevin and Matt were just murdered in their prison cells and it was gruesome deaths like really gruesome, The FBI deaths were too. It looks like a grizzly bear came in and killed them all."

Michael's grip tightened on his phone his mind racing to process the gravity of Tyler's words. "Kevin and Matt... murdered?
He repeated the weight of the news settling heavily in his chest
"But how? And why?"

Tyler let out a frustrated sigh his frustration evident even over the phone
"That's what we're trying to figure out" he admitted, his voice tinged with a mixture of anger and confusion.
"There's something seriously wrong going on here and I don't know who or what we're dealing with."

As the reality of the situation sank in Michael's mind raced with possibilities, each more terrifying than the last,

"Tyler, we need to meet up and talk about this, Me, Joshua, and everyone else can help." he insisted his voice firm with determination. "Something's not right here and we need to figure out what's going on before anyone else gets hurt, you know we can work good together."

Tyler nodded even though Michael couldn't see it
"you might be right, but I don't know how dangerous this situation is, nobody does, but we can meet up and I'll share what I know."

With a sense of purpose renewed Michael ended the call and turned to Joshua who had been listening intently from the driver's seat
"We need to find out what's happening" he said his voice firm with resolve "Tyler's right about something not adding up or seeming normal and we can't afford to ignore it."

Joshua nodded in agreement his expression mirroring Michael's determination
"Let's go meet him and find out what's going on" he said shifting the car into gear and pulling away from the curb
"We'll get to the bottom of this no matter what it takes."

As the car sped down the darkened streets each passing moment bringing them potentially closer to the truth behind the string of brutal murders that had rocked Crestwood to its core.