10 July 2010

No. Four



Part Three

It was unusually cold this time of year. The day was cloudy, and a light shower fell across the small sleepy town. The occasional swirl of a crisp morning breeze enraptured a chill in the locals, who gathered together to spy on the body found last night.

Brazenly two strangers blended in with the concerned locals. They relied on the trusting country folks nature, not to draw attention. Like vixens they leered at each other. An elated shriek escaped from their lips. Entwined in each others phychi they embraced and savoured the commotion that splayed around them.

The body had decomposed slower than normally. The cool open elements of the rain forest was a great choice to dump the body. The cooler climate would decrease the decaying process and gave the sisters more time to relish.

On the prowl, they sat quiet in a bar. Using a gesture of a stare they randomly picked the next victim. Flicking her hair and seductively smiling, she sheepishly half turned away. She lent into her sister and pretended to whisper they both giggled, looking back in his direction. His eyes wide open and his urge now awakened, he was captured.

Detective Sergeant Floyd drummed his pencil on the 19th century oak desk. He was puzzled. The only common factor about the four bodies was that they were all male. The murderer was picking males at random, the profile read.

Floyd felt frustrated. Residence were to afraid to go out, especially the men. Everyone began to become suspicious, and the local pub hadn't had a patron in days. The pressure was on, Floyd knew he needed a break through, before another body was found.



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