in 1988-?
?The grandmother.?
Another Claudel look. I noticed his silk tie was the exact mauve of his shirt.
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?So he got six months and walked. Typical.?
This time Claudel just stared at me. He pinched his eyes at the bridge of his nose and continued.
?Except for the kid and Granny, Fortier up to that point hasn?t really done much beyond nuisance stuff. But he gets a real rush killing Grace Damas, decides to move on to bigger things. It?s right after that he rents his first hidey-hole. The one on Berger was only his latest.?
?Didn?t want to share his hobby with the little woman at home.? Ryan.
?Where did he get the rent money with only a part-time job??
?Wife works. He probably squeezed it from her, told her some lie. Or maybe he had another hobby we don?t know about. We?re sure going to find out.?
Claudel continued in his detached, case-discussing voice.
?The next year he begins stalking in earnest, going about it systematically. You were right about the M #233;tro. He?s got a thing about the number six. He starts out riding six stops, then follows a woman that fits his profile. His first random hit is Francine Morisette-Champoux. Our boy gets on at Berri-UQAM, gets off at Georges- Vanier and follows her home. He tracks her for several weeks, then makes his move.?
I thought of her words and felt a rush of anger. She wanted to feel safe. Untouchable in her home. The ultimate female fantasy. Claudel?s voice reconnected.
?But the free stalk is too risky, not controlled enough for him. He gets the idea of using real estate signs from the one on the Morisette-Champoux condo. It?s the perfect in.?
?Trottier?? I felt sick.
?Trottier. This time he takes the green line, rides his six stops, and gets off at Atwater. He walks around until he spots a sign. Daddy?s condo. He watches, takes his time, sees Chantale come and go. Says he spotted the Sacr #233; C?ur logo on her uniform, even went to the school some days. Then the ambush.?
?By this time he?d also found a safer killing spot,? added Ryan.
?The monastery. Perfect. How did he get Chantale to go with him??
?One day he waits until he knows she?s alone, rings the bell, asks to see the condo. He?s a potential buyer, right? But she won?t let him in. A few days later he pulls up next to her as she?s leaving school. What a coincidence. Claims he had an appointment with her father, but no one showed up. Chantale knows how badly the old man wants to sell the place, so she agrees to walk him through. The rest we know.?
The fluorescent tube above my bed buzzed softly. Claudel went on.
?Fortier doesn?t want to risk another body on the monastery grounds, so he drives her all the way up to St. Jerome. But he doesn?t like that either. It?s too long in the car. What if he got stopped? He?s seen the seminary, remembers the key. Next time he?ll do even better.?
?Gagnon.?
?Learning curve.?
?
At that moment the nurse appeared, a younger, gentler version of my weekday keeper. She read my chart, felt my head, took my pulse. For the first time I noticed that the IV was gone from my arm.
?Are you getting tired??
?I?m fine.?
?You can have another painkiller if you need it.?
?Let?s see how it goes,? I said.
She smiled and left.
?What about Adkins??
?He gets agitated when he talks about Adkins,? said Ryan. ?Closes up. It?s almost as if he?s proud of the others, but feels different about her.?
A medicine cart passed in the corridor, rubber wheels gliding silently over tile.
Why didn?t Adkins fit the pattern?
A robotic voice urged someone to dial 237.
Why so messy?
Elevator doors opened, whooshed shut.
?Think about this,? I said. ?He?s got the place on Berger. His system is working. He finds his victims with the M #233;tro and the ?for sale? signs, then he tracks them until the right moment. He has a safe place to kill and a safe place to dump the bodies. Maybe it?s working too well. Maybe the rush isn?t there anymore, so he has to up the stakes. He decides to go back into the victim?s home, like he did with Morisette-Champoux.?
I remembered the photos. The disheveled warm-up suit. The dark red pool around the body.
?But he gets sloppy. We found out he called ahead to make an appointment with Margaret Adkins. What he didn?t count on was the husband phoning during his visit. He has to kill her quickly. He has to cut her fast, mutilate her with something close at hand. He pulls it off, gets away, but it?s rushed. He?s not in control.?
The statue. The severed breast.
Ryan nodded.
?Makes sense. The kill is just the final act in his fantasy of control. I can kill you or let you live. I can hide your body or display it. I can deprive you of your gender by mutilating your breasts or vagina. I can render you powerless by cutting off your hands. But then the husband calls and threatens his whole fantasy satisfaction.?
?Spoiled the rush.? Ryan.
?He never used stolen items before Adkins. Maybe he used her bank card afterward to reassert control.?
?Or maybe he had a cash flow problem, needed to blow something up his nose and had no purchasing power.? Claudel.
?It?s weird. Can?t shut him up on the others, but he turns into a potted palm on Adkins.? Ryan.
For a while no one said anything.
?Pitre and Gautier?? I asked, avoiding what I really had to know.
?Claims they?re not his.?
Ryan and Claudel exchanged words. I didn?t hear them. A chill spread and filled my rib cage, a question taking form. It coalesced, hung there, then slithered up and forced itself into language.
?Gabby??
Claudel dropped his eyes.
Ryan cleared his throat.
?You?ve had a-?
?Gabby?? I repeated. Tears burned the insides of my eyelids.
Ryan nodded.
?Why??
No one spoke.
?It?s because of me, isn?t it?? I fought to keep my voice even.
?This fuckhead?s a nutcase,? said Ryan. ?He?s crazy for control. He won?t open up much about his childhood, but he?s got so much rage against the grandmother you have to scrape it off your teeth when you leave the room. Blames all of his problems on her. Keeps saying she ruined him. From what we?ve learned, she was a very domineering woman, and fanatically religious. His feelings of powerlessness probably stem from whatever went on between them.?
?Meaning the guy?s a real loser with women and blames it on the old lady,? added Claudel.
?What does this have to do with Gabby??
Ryan seemed reluctant to continue.
?At first Fortier gets a sense of control through peeping. He can watch his victims, track them, learn all about them, and they aren?t even aware of him. He keeps his notebooks and clippings and runs a fantasy show in his head. An added bonus is that there?s no risk of rejection. But eventually, that?s not enough. He kills Damas, finds
