Chastity chatted with her son, Steven about his day at Emory, "You doing good baby?" But before her only son could answer, the door next to her desk resonated from Herman's fists slamming into the door and his screaming. Chastity sighed and walked towards the front door of Dr. Myra Keen's office to lock it and stand away from the chaos. "Ma, what was that?" Steven said concerned. "Nothing ya mama can't handle," Chastity replied. "Tell me about college, how is Atlanta?" Chastity listened to her son describe how he loved the life of Atlanta and was intimidated by the prestigious reputation of Emory, but was ready to match the challenge. "Are you sure you can handle this bills momma?" Steven suddenly asked. "Boy," Chastity snapped, "Why are you asking about my business?" "I looked at the tuition bill the other day ma, I know what you are shelling out, I can come home and go to community college." "You stop that right now Steven, I got it baby. I told you, your momma's got a nice second job bringing in the money. You are my baby and God gave me one with a brain who doesn't need to be wasted at community college. Stop that mess now." Chastity snapped. "Ok ma, well I was just making sure..." as Steven trailed off, she was half-listening as she heard the four characteristic knocks that indicated her presence was requested. "Baby," she interrupted, "I gotta go, I'll talk to you later ok? Be safe." As she hung up she took deep breaths, this is for Steven, this is for Steven, for Steven.
She walked to her desk pulling out her own white coveralls from the drawer and put her phone, earrings, jewelry, shoes in the opened drawer. She tied her braids, cracked her neck, and walked over to the door ready to work. Chastity could see some blood under the door before she even unlocked it. When she finally moved the deadbolt she had to force the door open and jumped as Herman's body slid in front of her. Dr. Keen was at her closet removing a blue tarp and unrolling it. "Dr. Keen?" Dr. Keen didn't look up as she moved the chairs and table away from the center of the room. "Chasity, please call me Myra" Chastity shook her head as she tiptoed over Herman to the closet where she picked up cleaning solution and other supplies. "Sure," she said while she began to spray the floor wiping it up with towels that were quickly staining with blood and gore that was once a snobby young man named Herman. Chastity rolled a couple towels together and placed them under the decimated skull of Herman to catch the blood that was still flowing from the visible cracks in his skull. She quietly observed the erratic blood splatter patterns that stained the back of the office door and the drips which had fallen over the framed meaningless pictures. To anyone else they looked like pictures from vacations, but Chasity knew all too well they were just printed stock photos of random places. Photos that were easily replaced and would be burned with the rest of the evidence after they were done.
Dr. Keen moved the tarp in the middle, gesturing towards Herman's limp body. "Arms or legs?" "Legs" Chastity said, "I am not going near that head, you really laid into that poor boy." She shook her head as she squatted and grabbed Herman's ankles ready to stand, hoping it wouldn't be as heavy as the last one was. Maybe not, she thought, he's fresh after all. "You know," Dr. Keen said, "He murdered someone." Chastity looked at Dr. Keen and then immediately busted out laughing, "You did not just say that dumb shit. So who are you? Motha fucking batman," Dr. Keen didn't respond at first, but then her mouth cracked into a smile, "I guess that was silly."
Chastity struggled to grip onto Herman's legs as she moved his slim frame to the tarp, but as they set him down she noted, "I don't mean to, how you say, be rude, but this was quick wasn't it?" Dr. Keen didn't respond at first, moving to the closet to withdraw a grocery bag with their tools of dismemberment. Dr. Keen knelt next to Herman's upper body handing Chastity a matching set of EMT scissors and bonesaw so Chastity could start on Herman's lower half. "How do you mean?" Dr. Keen remarked as she cut away Herman's shirt. Chastity started cutting Herman's pants from the bottom to peel them off, it stopped surprising her how blood can get everywhere. Dr. Keen had bashed his brains in, but the mess left remnants all over the whole body. Chastity swallowed, she knew she was probably safe from Dr. Keen's rage, but she was still smart enough to be cautious around her. "Herman," Chastity gestured over the body, "you barely waited four months and the last one before wasn't even six months before that. You need to be more cautious than this, we need to be safer about this." Dr. Keen continued to work and did not acknowledge her and Chasity said firmly, "We both know what happens when serial killers get into this rage mode, they get careless, reckless, they get caught. I am not going to jail because you are giving into your, your, urges." Dr. Keen calmly ran the bone saw over Herman's naked chest before she lightly marked the shoulder where the first cut was going to enter. "Chastity, you know nothing will happen to you. I have everything set up to protect you, the best defense, you will never see a day in prison." She moved back to beginning to saw Herman's left shoulder at the joint. Chastity snorted, "You think that the po'lice or the goddamn news will give a shit that I have the best defense team," she said mockingly, "That's the stupidest goddamn thing you ever said in the five years I have worked for you. I held my tongue about that last one, Geraldina or whatever fucked up name she had, but it was too early. Once a year do you remember that? This has barely been six months. So, what is happening and don't fucking give me the I will be protected bullshit." Chastity made a point to violently rip Herman's underwear off in order to make Dr. Keen lose a stroke of the bonesaw which caused an unnecessary gash in Herman's bicep. Dr. Keen sighed and put down the saw to turn to Chastitiy, " What do you want me to say Chastity?" "Why this one, why so soon?" Chastity immediately snapped back. Dr. Keen looked at what was left of Herman's bloodied face, "I dunno" she whispered, "I was so empty and unfilled, so lost, but every time he came through the door I was so excited, so elated at the thrill of it. My stomach was so sick with desire, I couldn't eat and sleep, I was obsessed, I wanted to so bad, I couldn't wait, I just needed to." She looked at Chastity pleadingly, "Please understand Chastity, when we burn everything the high used to last so long, I used to love life for months, but before Geraldina I was barely hanging on, waiting for the perfect time. After her it didn't even last that long, I need this Chastity. Please, please understand." Dr. Keen's eyes filled with tears, but Chastity shook her head, "No, hell no, nope. This is exactly what I was talking about. This is what will get us caught and I am not fucking with it. I will turn witness on your ass faster than your pretty ass can raise that goddamn bat to me, which by the way you need to replace. Every time we said, every time new bat new everything, you are keeping trophies. I never tried to understand why and I didn't care, people do worse for less. But I ain't stupid, they even suspect you they are going to be lookin at me and then my bank account, and Steven's future will be ruined because your ass couldn't keep your shit in line." Chastity angrily hissed at Dr. Keen and then rolled her eyes and shook her head as she realized something, "You stopped going to that BDS freaky shit didn't you?" Dr. Keen immediately looked away, "Fuck!" Chastity exclaimed as she spat "I fucking knew it. You can't do this on your own." Chasity signed, "I don't pretend to understand why or how and I don't care to know, but I know when you play these fucking games you need to be careful." Dr. Keen turned back to Herman's upper body to finish removing his left arm, "I am listening Chastity, I am just disappointed in myself. Its hard to hear it out loud." Chastity sighed softly, "You have to watch your urges. I could give two shits if you and me burn in hell, but nothing is stopping my baby from his chance to be doctor. Like Ben Carson, but not dumb as a bag of hammers."
Dr. Keen giggled, "Oh come on, isn't Dr. Carson a fine example of #blackexcellence." Chastity rolled her eyes, but laughed, "You crazy as hell and lucky that I work for your ass, but I'm not playing Dr. Keen" She stopped laughing. "If it is between you and my son, I will turn you in." Dr. Keen turned to Chastity, "I know" She said softly, "You would have every right to. Now let's finish this up."
