The Beast of 1977 (Book 1)

Chapter 19

"What time is it?" Linus moaned while driving all too slowly down the desolate highway on a day that was nearing noontime.

Fitzpatrick looked out at the passing farmland scenery and asked, "Does it really matter?"

Linus must have sighed at least three to four times since leaving the house. The man's entire body felt as if it were carrying a load of bricks tied to his heels. No matter what, he just couldn't get the fog out of his brain.

"It's hard to believe that this thing hiked almost three miles away just to eat more people."

Stirring awake from his dull stupor, Linus glanced over and grunted, "Huh?"

"I said, I can't believe the thing hiked three miles just to eat more people." Fitzpatrick replied a bit louder.

"Yeah," Linus sighed again."

"You gotta be kidding me." Alan griped.

"Whaddya mean?"

"What's with all the damn sighing? You sound like my wife whenever she wants sex from me?"

Linus shrugged and said, "We just wrapped up a five and a half month kidnapping investigation, and you're asking what's with all the sighing?"

"For Christ's sake," Alan grumbled, "it's not the first kidnapping we've ever covered."

Linus didn't bother to look over at his partner, instead, he gazed upwards into the grey, brooding sky. "What would make a person do all of that, Al?"

"Do what?"

"Kidnap, rape and kill. He even raped the guys, for God's sake." Linus shook his head in shame. "I'm sitting here trying to figure out what sort of twisted event in this man's life could have brought him to such a point."

"Who knows?" Alan groaned. "He obviously had some kind of sick fetish that needed to be fulfilled. You mentioned it yourself back at the TV station."

"And the smell," Linus lamented. "How can any normal human being tolerate having all those dead bodies in that house and not become sick themselves?"

"After a while, even the most perverted person becomes accustomed to his or hers perversion. The man was obviously tormented."

Bruin only scanned the grazing land that passed by at 33 mph.

"I wonder if Gloria saw—

"That's enough!" A frustrated Fitzpatrick hollered.

A momentary quiet took place inside the car before Linus again sighed and said, "I suppose you're gonna tell me that I'm feeling sorry for myself, right?"

"No, it's not that." Fitzpatrick huffed. "You're shitting bricks because after all these months someone or something else got that fucker before you could. We all wanted to plug a bullet in the guy, but we missed out."

Linus rolled his eyes in the other direction, hoping that he could possibly ignore his partner's rant, but it seemed that the more he tried to focus on other matters, Gloria's pale, terrified image would cross his path in stunning full color.

"Whaddya think?" Fitzpatrick looked over.

"Think about what?"

Brice said about the fur. Do you believe that there could be a pack of wolves running around out

the steering wheel tighter. "I can't see wolves tearing through a wall like a wrecking ball. Maybe it's something that

zoo," Fitzpatrick chuckled. "If I ever see the thing that could eat the way that fucker did last

actually wanted the creature to materialize inside his mind, but he had to sift through the dead bodies first before he could even place the image of an overgrown killer beast

"A wolf," Fitzpatrick sniggered. "I swear that Brice gets dumber by

before asking, "You don't

Alan tossed up his hands. "An Ivy league, smarty pants, know-it-all kid. He's just

"Are you trying to say that we're old

play it like my wife;

Linus smiled at the remark while glancing down at the speedometer to notice for the very first time that he was driving extra

are taking our jobs."

"Is that

hope I get home in time

semi-truck roared past

"I was thinking about calling Linda." Linus

It took a few moments before Fitzpatrick said anything. "It's a shame that you have to actually think about calling

face. "I hate to say this, but I think you have a better chance of speaking rationally with someone like O'Dea than you do

"I can handle O'Dea,

inside the cruiser. For a few moments Linus actually believed that he

you catch the body on that

"Which one," Linus glanced strangely over at

"The black lady,"

"Oh yeah,

"I can see you with

of officers and reporters all milling about the yard of a red and white brick house. Without uttering a single word, they climbed out of the vehicle and dragged themselves towards another squad car just a few feet away where a bald,

greeted as he placed the radio back into the holster inside the car. "Long time no

"How are you, Phelps?" Fitzpatrick

six dead bodies. A mother, father and their four daughters. The mother was found in the

got

Two, four, seven and ten," Phelps chocked. "Something just...just tore its way through the bedroom door

them?" Linus asked while zipping

across the street. She and the mother have coffee every morning. Can you imagine finding this, of all

to a distant pine bush and watched as the loudly weeping grandmother

murmured. "You can hardly take two steps without...it's like something from out of

"We would like to take a quick peek inside, just to see

"I heard you

"It was more like we found what was left of him." Fitzpatrick snickered. "But, as it so happens, something else

Phelps rubbed

shoulder and sympathetically whispered into the man's

head in a noble lamentation before glancing back and saying, "Sometimes, losing a nephew feels like losing

committed. Last night, right after he got through with his last victim, something came up from out of his basement and tore him limb from limb, literally. He left his

"Brice, from forensics, doesn't believe it's a bear." Fitzpatrick added. "He says that

"Come inside and take a look at this." Phelps said as he stepped away from his

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