Warehouse Search

[Rudy Cooper/ Brain Moser]

After searching online for abandoned warehouses, through real estate and tax records, Rudy knew the next step was to drive to the locations and scope them and the neighborhoods out.

He had quite a few locations to search and they were all over the place: Coral Gables, Liberty City, South Miami, Sweetwater, the Roads, Overtown and Westchester. Most weren't the best of neighborhoods, which could definitely work for what Rudy wants to do.

An hour later, he covered a few and came upon the one in South Miami. The area was very deserted. There wasn't much nearby for tourists or even the natives, being that most of this section was industrial and abandoned industrial at that.

Rudy stopped his car, got out and walked toward the building. He had seen it was empty. There was a weak chain and padlock on the door which Rudy felt could be easily removed. He said to himself he needs to come back here tonight to further investigate... perhaps even bring a victim this time to truly get a feel for the place.

He returned to his car and drove to the next warehouse on his list which was in Coral Gables, one of the nicer areas in Miami. As he approached the address, he saw a very nice apartment complex down the street with a sign stating there was availability. He parked, got out and walked into the office.

There was a heavy set woman behind the desk wearing too much make up and chewing gum. She looked up at Rudy, "Can I help you?" she asked as if he interrupted her relaxation time. "Yes, I see you have available apartments? Is someone here that can show me?" She let out a huge sigh, "Hold on a minute." She picked up the phone and dialed a 3 digit extension. "Patty? There's a man here wanting to see an apartment." She paused. "Ok, I'll tell him." She hung up the receiver and turned back to Rudy, "She'll be right out." Rudy couldn't believe her rudeness, but thanked her anyway.

Moments later, a tall, curvy, attractive woman with long brown hair and the greenest eyes Rudy had ever seen, came out of the office door. She greeted Rudy with a smile and a handshake, "Hello, my name's Patricia. What would you be interested in today?" Rudy was very pleased she would help him rather than this insolent excuse for a woman behind the desk. "Hi I'm Rudy and I wanted to see an apartment. I want to say right off the bat that if the price and look are right, I'll put down the deposit before I leave here today."

Patricia smiled, pleasantly surprised she just may get a sale today. She was way under her quota and in danger of being fired.
She brought them up on the elevator to the third floor and showed him an end apartment. "This is one of our best. The previous resident suddenly moved to Chicago, getting a transfer from her job and I just put out the sign this morning. This is available to move in immediately." The woman continued, "This is a very sought after area and this particular complex is very popular with more professionals, especially the medical community."

"That's great. I work in the hospital myself." Rudy walked through and before he even made it into the bedroom, he said, "I'll take it. Let's fill out the paperwork!"

[Rudy Cooper/ Brain Moser]

After Rudy discussed his research with Dexter and got his approval, he was ready to further explore this warehouse, to see just how good this location is. Rudy and Dexter have identified their next victim, but Rudy wants to have one more all to himself. What better way to test these warehouse waters?

As he arrived at the location in South Miami, he turned off his lights and crept up the long and narrow road. There were very little lights in this immediate area and only one streetlight shone down at the beginning by the street. He pulled right up to the door and got out of his car, taking his heavy duty bolt cutter and a black duffle bag with him. He looked around then cut the lock that loosely held the doors closed. He slowly opened the door and peered inside. It was incredibly dark. He went into his bag and took out a cordless spotlight, the kind people use to work on cars and turned it on. The warehouse was completely empty.

He went back into his car and retrieved two large plastic tarps and a folding table, brought them inside and set up the table, with one tarp on the floor under the table and the other tarp over the table. When he returned to his car, he popped the trunk and took out an attractive and curvy young woman with long brown hair. She was unconscious and her feet, legs and hands were bound with duct tape, with more over her mouth. He propped her onto the table, then went back to close the warehouse doors and secured them with a lock he brought.

Then he went into the black duffle bag, putting what supplies he needed on the end of the table. These only consisted of a carving knife, a hand saw (the kind that cuts through metal, glass, plastic, et all) and a large black garbage bag. Rudy already had his gloves on and those paper covers on his boots. Everything seemed ready.

He removed all the duct tape from the woman, including the piece on her mouth. Just as he grabbed the carving knife, she awoke, startled. Her green eyes filled with terror and confusion. She let out a loud scream. This took Rudy by surprise and he immediately brought the knife down into her chest, three times. She did not scream nor move after that. Rudy wondered if her screaming alerted anyone, so he went to a window, but this was a big warehouse and anyone could be outside anywhere. He decided to let fate decide, so he went back to the woman, who now lay motionless on the table.

Rudy thought since this was experimental, he didn't want to dismember the body like he's used to doing. He doesn't want any new suspicion on him or the identity of the "Ice Truck Killer" to be questioned, so he haphazardly cuts up the body with no real definition. He didn't measure, as he preferred, nor did he worry about making clean cuts, as his usual. He knew exactly why he was altering his method, but deep down and even on the surface he felt some anxiety being that this was not his ritual; not his perfection. That has become his obsession, his compulsion and he's not allowing himself that release. But he knew this wasn't about him. It was about Dexter and their first kill together.

When Rudy finished with his project at about 3 AM, he gathered up all of the woman's pieces, put them in the large black garbage bag, then into the trunk of his car. Luckily there didn't appear to be a soul on the property. He went back into the warehouse and took down the table, changed his clothes on the tarp, wrapped up both tarps, put all his supplies back into the duffle bag and took one more look around. There didn't appear to be any blood outside of what the tarp covered. He gathered his overhead light, closed the warehouse doors behind him and secured them with his own lock.

As he headed out down the driveway, Rudy thought this was indeed an excellent location for their first kill together. Before Rudy went home to his new apartment to get much needed sleep, he stopped by a mini mall and dumped the garbage bag onto the sidewalk, half open... waiting to be found.