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?"

you believe that there could

tighter. "I can't see wolves tearing through a wall like a wrecking ball.

could eat the way that

but he had to sift through the dead bodies first before he could even place the image of an overgrown killer beast prowling the

"A wolf," Fitzpatrick sniggered. "I swear that

Linus smirked before asking, "You don't think too

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

"Are you trying to

I like to play it like my wife; I turn twenty-four

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

taking our jobs."

"Is

hope I get home in time this evening

himself as a semi-truck roared past them on the other side of the road. The first sign of life ever since leaving Cummins'

"I was thinking about

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

to say this, but I think you have a better chance of speaking

handle O'Dea, in

drowning silence took place inside the cruiser. For a few moments Linus

"Did you catch the body on that one

"Which one," Linus

"The black lady,"

"Oh yeah,

see you with

Linus grinned...and

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, middle-aged

"Good afternoon, guys." The officer greeted as he placed the radio back into the holster inside

"How are you, Phelps?"

A mother, father and their four daughters. The mother

"It even got

"Upstairs...all four girls. Two, four, seven and ten," Phelps chocked. "Something

"Who found them?" Linus asked while

"The wife's mother," Phelps said. "She lives right across the street. She and the mother have

pine bush and watched as the loudly weeping grandmother was consoled by a number of female

take two steps without...it's like something from out

to take a quick peek inside, just to see what we're dealing with." Linus said while glancing nervously

heard

left of him." Fitzpatrick snickered.

whatever found him made its way here." Phelps rubbed his

stepped forward, placed his right hand on Phelps' shoulder and sympathetically

in a noble lamentation before glancing back and saying, "Sometimes, losing a nephew feels like losing your own son. This is all his mother needs right now.

"That's what we're still trying to sort out." Linus responded. "Our man kept a recording of all the rapes he 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 recorder on the entire

doesn't believe it's a bear."

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

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