Eviscerate, Alexandria R. Deckelman [best books to read fiction .TXT] 📗

bringing them back to meet Clary's, "do you have enough information to tell us what happened, Clary?" Clary shook her head in response,"Charlotte used to work with deaf children at her last job, I can translate her sign language if you like. She's never spoken about it before, but we decided to risk relapse for the sake of whoever else's life may be taken next." Alexis smiled warmly in thanks as I took long steps toward where yellow 'POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS TAPE' sagged where they gripped to rotting tree trunks. My stomach threw itself to the back of my abdomen which slowly converted into a chasm of disgust. Alexis turned pale as she took the space behind my shoulder,"oh my god.." her voice faultered from a low whisper. quickly composing herself she whipped back to Clary and Charlotte who slowly edged closer,"don't come any closer," she ordered, already trudging to follow me under the police tape. Alexis paused,"I'll get the camera and some note paper to write down details. Do you have your phone to call the agency?" I replied with a distracted nod. Pulling out my phone as I sent a message to the closest members in the agency a couple of towns ahead: He knows Lex and I are on his trail check any and all signs of intrusion on our files as well as any phone calls outside the agency call Reign she lives a few towns across from you. We are going to come at him from all sides and take him down- Abend/ Engel

Turning back to the scene, I could not tear away my eyes from the awkardly removed and sliced intestines to form the phrase ''following?' with the severed pieces. The body was missing..

"Alex!" In seconds I was sprinting towards Alexis's frozen form. One the wind shield written in the blood of the victim 'the victms wil duble'. Normally the spelling errors would be hilarious, but this was so much different from reading the expression of adolescent artistic expression through graffiti. This was one of the rare yet ridiculously common indication of the worst living not emenating from the anti christ but seeping from the twisted conscience of human beings. 

Chapter Four

Taking Alexis by the wrist I guided her into the cottage of Charlotte and Clary. Charlotte prepared a potato soup from a recipe she had creater herself along with a tall mug of mint and honey accented chamomile for Alexis. Charlotte explained through Clary how she was up late one night smoking a cigarette when she heard a short movement of metal before vigorous sawing sounds penetrated the silence. Unable to identify the sound she had tried to crain her neck from the porch to see what the noise was but it was too dark to see beside the glinty of a thin blade. She had grabbed the shot gun from the door way and gone to check the sound only to scream when she saw a man turning his face to meet hers with a smug smile on his face as he held the small intestine strewn from the mutilated the corpse to the other side of him, draped across his arms like a proud fisher man holding the catch of the day. "He's threatening to double his victims, Clary. I recommend you stay somewhere closer to town until further notice. A few of our co workers lift in the next town, you'll be safe as long as you stay near them."

"Where will you be?" Clary asked hopefully, her warm gray carmel flecked gaze finding mine hopefully. "We have to pursue and arrest him before he gets his next victims. We can't be stationary long," I threw a reminding glance towards Alexis, she quickly registered it would soon be time to leave. As the room fell silent I quickly excused my self to "clean up". Taking a used rag from Clary I walked back to the car to wipe the congealing blood from the window. Quickly finishing the task I tossed the rag in the garbage before taking the notes and pictures Alexis had taken and placing them in the file in the back seat. Changing my shirt by the car I tossed the dirty one in the trunk before reentering the small home to collect Alexis. Walking into the warm candle lit house, a sense of home came over me which I hadn't felt since I first moved from Canada. Shaking the thought from the blanket of my mind I found Alexis curled with a blanket in front of the the fire place. Clary and Charlotte communicated silently with graceful hands and worried faces. I offered an awkward half hearted  comforting smile before gathering Alexis in my arms and carrying her out to the car. 

Chapter five

 Pushing the door shut with the back of my foot, I inhaled the chilled air along with the strawberry must scent of Alexis. A scent I had known for five years and always seemed to turn my heart into a lung, swelling at the inhalation of her natural scent. Placing her in the passenger seat I started the car, turned on the heater, and following the tracker.

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