When Lilly returned to headquarters, she knew that this case was just one step away from being solved. As Stillman had once told her, keep on asking the question till the story made sense; but who exactly was the right question and whom to ask it to?

Melvin was most certainly a cold blooded killer, plus his journal provided the detectives with the information about how he killed his other victims. If by chance, he wasn’t her mother’s killer then why lie to protect Tom and why did Leroy even hang himself? That question in itself was hard for even Lilly to answer, but she knew that time was running out.

Jefferies knew that he had to step up the tension, in order to seek out the real truth behind all of this. Slamming the door, there wasn’t another way that Tom probably could try and squeeze his way out of getting away with murder. Upon taking a seat, Jefferies remained calm and cool. He knew that this guy was a psychopath that was able to react based on this own reactions.

One by one, he placed down photographs of Lillian Cooper, before and after her death. He wanted Tom, to exactly see what exactly real murder looked like. However this didn’t faze Tom at all, in fact his lips curled into a smile. Perhaps it was the thrill or maybe he didn’t kill her, but knew something about how she had died?

Whatever it was, Tom still wasn’t spilling; at least not yet. He enjoyed playing this game, but enjoyed it better when Lilly was interrogating him. She wasn’t the type to be easily manipulated, just like her own mother was; and they both were just as stubborn and strong. Perhaps she didn’t need to die, but his secret about her death didn’t strike him.

So yes, he’d rather harbor a fellow murder; rather than just give his name out. Like it really had matter in the end, besides both him and the other guy would both be serving time in jail? What he enjoyed most is the men that he had set up to kill Lilly, but they didn’t.

To picture her all tied up, clad in only her bra and panties excited him. He just wished that was more careful, the things that he could have done to Lilly. Seeing her moaning from pleasure, given by him; her back arching as she came; Tom was feeling more aroused by the moment? He wanted to cleanse Lilly himself, but knew now that it was too late.

Raping a cop in the station wasn’t a smart thing to do. Sure Tom had raped quite a number of women in the past, but the thrill was actually raping her would satisfy him in more ways that imagined. Jefferies also had picked up his secretive grins, wondering why this son of a bitch would be even smiling.

The answer came walking in, as Lilly stood there. Tom glanced up looking at her slender figure, wanting to see those long legs of her, which she now was hiding underneath her pants. He felt more aroused, just by watching this beautiful detective.

His eyes watched her chest rising and falling, wondering just how hard her breaths would become during an orgasm. Call it a crush or a sexual stimulation, but Tom clearly wanted his way with her. Lilly had caught onto him endlessly checking her out. She knew with him before cuffed to the chair, that there was no way he could physically harm her.

As for the mental part, Lilly could easily ignore that. No sooner after Jefferies had left the room, Lilly remained strong and focused. She knew that this demon needed to be punished, while observing him licking his lips.

“Think this is all a joke, It’s not”, her voice remained tough.

Tom’s eyes were fascinated with her body, “Did you like it when they touched you”, he asked, “If it was me Lilly, the pleasure you would have received”.

His comment made Lilly’s stomach turn, but Tom continued speaking, “Laying in bed all those lonely night, wishing that someone could pleasure you in ways that you never experienced. Could have cleansed you”.

This now caused her to react, “You’re nothing but a sick manic, you know all along who killed my mother. Give her some justice, she’s waited long enough”.

He crossed his arms, while looking into her blue eyes. His breathing acceded, as Lilly slammed her hand down hard on the table, “GETTING OFF ON THIS, TELL ME WHO KILLED MY MOTHER”?

Tom grew frustrated beyond before, wanting all the power over this woman. How dare she deny him sex, especially since he knew it would help her? She had an amazing beauty to her; something that couldn’t be taken for granted. Just to feel the softness of Lilly’s lips upon his, as she continued making love to him.

That indeed wasn’t going to happen, but by now he felt the intense throbbing between his legs. Lilly felt more repulsed, “Keeping quiet that’s real nice, maybe Melvin might be more willing. Cut a deal, you know serve less time”?

Just then Lilly threw down a file, “You arrested Melvin just five months before I was born, for raping my mother. Any clues to why no charges were even filed”?

Crossing his arms, Tom shook his head, “The man didn’t rape her, and she just claimed that he did. It was all in her head, her husband probably did it”.

Lilly knew that this simply wasn’t true, especially the thought of her own father raping her mother while pregnant; didn’t sound right. Especially since he had an alibi for the time that the rape had taken place, she wasn’t about to press her father for questions. Besides he had enough stress on his plate already.

She leaned in closer, wanting him to confess, “You stopped them; my parents from pressing charges why”?

Tom crossed his arms, knowing that he had to make this woman crumble, “Just a few threats”.

Four months before Lilly’s birth

A visibly pregnant Lillian Cooper is standing there fuming while her hand gently caresses her stomach. She feels her movement of her unborn child; who’s stirring inside of her warm body. Her eyes glance up at Tom with a vial of anger brewing inside.

Tom looks away as he is confronted by a very angry Paul Cooper, who isn’t about to let the person who raped his rape get away with anything. Despite his arguing Tom takes the other man aside before threatening him, “You let this one go, or Lillian will get what is coming to her”.

Paul is outraged by this, as he continues to arguing with him.

Just by hearing this, Lilly knew that Tom had somehow gotten her mother’s rapist to kill her. Why protect him, she wonder unless there was something else. A variable but maybe not, or perhaps he somehow forced Melvin into doing this.

With a hunch, she entered yet another room. By now Melvin had gone through a lot, and was clearly ready to talk.

“I never raped your mother; I was going to but couldn’t muster enough guts to do it. She was pregnant, didn’t want to risk the changes of harming you; being the unborn baby”.

Again Lilly didn’t believe him, “How should I believe you, you took away my own mother. Don’t tell me that this doesn’t eat at you”?

Melvin nodded silently, knowing that it was. He clearly could see a lot of Lillian in Lilly, for that he knew that for this crime he had to confess. The other ones were by his own doing, but not this one; killing a new mother haunted him for the rest of his life.

Drawing in a breath, Melvin was ready, “The photos were a fake, and I killed her inside of her hospital room. Originally he; Tom wanted me to kill her while pregnant”, his eyes breaking near sadness.

At one point Vera took over while both Lilly and Stillman both stood in observation listening. She needed to let the rest of her squad seek out the rest of the truth. It was the only way, in order for her not to full lose her inner emotions. Lilly wanted to cry; not for herself but for her mother.

Getting a grip, she proceeded to listen. Inside, Vera circled around,” What stopped you from Killing Lillian early on”?

Melvin’s body tensed up, “She was pregnant, and I have a lot of respect for pregnant women. Lillian was quite beautiful that way, had a beautiful daughter”, glancing up at the glass, “She’s ever bit strong like her mother”.

Vera kicked the chair once again, “So why kill her three days after giving birth. You fabricated her medical records, and made people lie for you. For what reason, she was a new mother; I know that she would have been very proud of her daughter”.

He always had thought of Lilly as a sister, and deserved to know how her mother had died, “Lillian’s husband still lives with the pain, give him some closure as well”.

Melvin breathed out harder, frustrated by his guilt, “I saw Lillian two hours after she had given birth, had to push Tom away. He threatened me, and handed me a cup. Told me to tell her to drink it, I knew it was wrong”.

He let out a long deep sigh, “I never gave it to her, and I dumped it and gave her a cup of water to drink. Didn’t have the heart to do this, especially seeing how much she loved her baby”.

Shaking her head, Lilly knew that simply wasn’t true, but if Melvin knew about this it would explain something. Still neither of the detectives was that convinced that one man was behind it, they simply knew better. As the interrogation continued, everybody hoped to finally solve the last piece of the puzzle.