The Beast of 1977 (Book 1)

Without looking back, Linus shut the door to the empty, grey bricked interrogation room before sitting himself down behind the small desk that was placed directly in the middle of the cement floor. Besides the bathrooms, it was the only place in the entire police station where an officer could grab a piece of momentary privacy.

On the desk sat a tan telephone that was layered from top to bottom with multicolored transfer buttons. The man loosened his blue spotted tie for more neck room.Linus sat and stared blankly at the phone on the table in the interrogation room as though it were a bomb ready to go off at any second. His stiff right hand wanted more than anything to pick up the receiver, but the circuitry in his brain wasn't exactly prepared to register such a strenuous task yet.

He looked up at the blurry window ahead of him in the door to see large silhouettes pass by in the hallway. Back and forth his eyes zoomed, from the door to the phone, until at last his hand managed to disobey the ongoing orders that his brain had been receiving.

Slowly, he punched the number nine and seven more numbers after that one. As if he could sense a slap coming right at his face, Linus clinched his body in anticipation for an answer.

"Hello?" A young, female's voice eagerly spoke.

"Hey there, kiddo, how are you?" Linus cleared his dry throat, just grateful to hear the girl's playful voice.

"I'm find, dad." The girl giddily replied. "How are you doing?"

"Not bad, I just called to see how everything was going with you ladies."

"It's going pretty good, I guess." She sighed.

"You guess?"

"Well...I guess I'd better get it out in the open before mom tells you. I got a D in algebra."

Linus gladly exhaled before asking, "What are you doing getting a D, Tabitha? You're a smart girl. And just what are you doing home from school today anyways?"

"I know, dad, it's just...algebra is so damn hard, and our teacher is such a witch. The teachers are having their conferences, by the way."

"Does your mother know that you're using that king of language, young lady?"

"Sorry. So darn hard," Tabitha groaned.

Smiling, Linus said, "You just have to keep working at it. You may not realize it now, but that witch of a teacher could be the best thing to ever happen to you."

"I suppose so. So, uh...we all heard about what happened up there in Cuyahoga. How you caught that kidnapper and all."

"I didn't catch anyone; something else beat us to the punch."

"Yeah, well at least it's all over now."

"For now, or until the next perv comes crawling out of the sewer." Linus sighed before taking a long breath. "How's your sister doing?"

Tabitha hesitated at first before replying, "She's okay. She still won't eat much. Mom says she eats like grandma used to when she was still alive."

"Like a bird?" Linus' smile shrank.

"Something like that."

"Listen, uh, is your mom around by any chance?"

"Yeah, she's in the kitchen. Do you want me to go and get her?"

"Would you please, honey?" Linus held his breath and tightened his fists. In the background he could hear Tabitha's mother speaking. He could tell just by her distant tenor that he was the last person she wanted to talk to.

"Hello?" The woman answered in a melancholy nature as though she were being inconvenienced.

"Hi there," Linus perked up. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, Linus. How are you?" She defensively replied.

"Not bad, not bad. I just called to see how everything was."

"Everything is going just fine." The woman sarcastically said.

"Tabi tells me that Liz is still...still not eating."

The woman sighed, "Well, after what she went through, eating is probably the last thing on her mind. I'm glad that you were able to catch your kidnapper, though. Were you able to find whatever it was that killed him?"

"No, not yet," Linus rolled his eyes. "But I didn't call to talk about that."

"What did you call about then, Linus?"

"Actually, I was wondering if it...if I could come down this weekend and see you guys."

There was an inflated pause over the phone at that instant. Linus held his breath and shut his eyes.

"Linus...I don't think that would be a very good idea; at least not yet."

Sitting back in his seat, Linus asked, "And why not, Alice? I haven't seen the girls since Thanksgiving, for Christ's sake."

"Linus, you just got off of a case that you've been working on since last September."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"You know full well how you get too involved in your cases. You bring them home with you. I don't think it would be wise to bring this particular one all the way down to Xenia."

Linus dropped his head to the table and rubbed his blushing face in anguish. "I only wish you could have seen the girl we found in that madman's basement, Alice. The look on that child's face," Linus gulped. "She looked just like—

"Stoppit, Linus! Just stoppit!" Alice furiously screamed into the phone. "Do you see what I mean? I don't want to know what happened down in some murderer's basement, and I surely don't want our daughters to know! Elizabeth is a vegetable, and you want to come all the way here with that hanging over your head?"

"I need to see them!" Linus suddenly roared into the phone.

There sat another stretch of silence before Alice calmly uttered in a condescending tone, "And you wonder why we left."

Linus pulled the phone away from his ear and began to massage his pulsating temples as though they were ready to explode.

"Linus, just give yourself some time. Give us all some time; perhaps around spring, when all of this has finally died down. When Liz is better, then...then maybe you can come."

away. He held his aching head in his hands while sitting at the desk and brooding over his daughters' faces, as well as the smug manner in which his wife carried on during their

button on the bottom repeatedly flashed. Linus reluctantly picked up the

the old man wants

"Okay," Linus sighed, "I'm on my way." The detective hung up the phone,

hallway, he found himself instantaneously bombarded by the vibrant sights and sounds of ringing telephones, arguing hookers and every day, garden variety thugs being carried in from off the cold streets for whatever

called out while rounding the corner with a manila

alarmed, Linus looked back with a morose glaze on his face and asked, "How did you

two and two together." Alan said before both he and Linus started up the stairs. "How

"Same as usual," Linus

"You sure," Alan glanced at

"Yeah," Linus kept his eyes

As they reached the third floor, both men just happened to stop right in the middle

"Same as usual," Alan asked with

his misty eyes; he then looked back up and asked, "You and

Alan glared at Linus with a glum appearance on his chunky face, looking as if the words that he wanted to say were still

Linus chuckled before sarcastically asking, "Oh darn, you mean to tell me that you missed 'Rerun'

fun if you want, but it's the only thing on TV that Peggy and I actually

the captain is waiting."

captain's office. The second Linus opened the door, the powerful aroma of cigarette

"C'mon in, you two," the gruff, country speaking captain ordered as he put out his cigarette

thin build suggested that life on the force had taken its toll on his body. His rugged facial feathers were

coughed while gesturing for the detectives to take a seat in the two chairs in front of

TV show." Alan

you're carrying a cold." Linus said as he sat down next to

again. "When you have a wife that teaches second

congratulating me, but I wasn't the one

it all, I was just

over again. Linus sulked in his seat like a five year old, still not believing that it was only a day removed from first

"Poor schmuck," the captain offhandedly mumbled while pushing the off button. "He barely got a word out before getting the

"Yeah, poor baby," Alan

that nature. But what everyone around this place seems to forget is that I was born and raised out in the hills of Montana, and in all my years I've never heard a wolf sound anything like that. And believe me, I know exactly what a wolf sounds like. Hearing a wolf out there is as common as hearing

"Well, sir," Alan shrugged, "we have reason to believe that we may

gaily chimed as he opened

"Come on in, Patrick."

had been running while holding two green folders underneath his right armpit. "I was told that you three would be here, so I

The captain asked while leaning back in his

animal's recording through the voice analyzer. Believe it or not, this is not a wolf, or

captain motioned. "Just slow

"Wait a minute." Linus stepped in. "You mean to stand there and

"Hold on, Linus, there's more." Brice continued to

"There

all wolf hair, every single strand. But on top of that, and you're not gonna believe this. The

expressions on their warm faces; not a single hint of emotion could be seen. They possessed the appearance of someone who could sense

door, waiting to see or hear what was going to take

"Close the door, son." The captain

With a completely pale face, Brice did as commanded before standing straight and still

the nervous young man while slipping his frail fingers into the other before asking in a composed and dignified demeanor, "Son...just what do you suppose we do with that bit of

watch Brice, who was still stuck in

here's what I want you to do. I want you to strike everything you just mentioned about that saliva off the plate, right now. Do

hot spotlight were glaring down upon him, "you're not just gonna ignore this,

The captain looked dead into the man's

Linus, Alan and Brice all looked back at the captain with the most innocent and confused poses on their faces as though they

say that you got the animal's saliva mixed up with

be contained, Brice opened his mouth and said,

"Shh." The captain nodded.

"Yes, sir," Brice hesitantly recoiled. "We'll

this is 'Sesame Street' and we'll say it

As if he had a choice in the

"Linus," the captain dead-eyed the man. "No

"No sample, Captain." The young man blushed while grudgingly stuffing his all-important data back into its

Now, what about

"Well, it's one hundred percent wolf

your analyzer, or whatever it is, said that it wasn't a wolf.

the thing, I just operate it."

talking about the quote, unquote, Jaws of all wolves. Something that's

left behind, Captain." Alan added. "It seemed pretty damn big to us. God help anyone if something

"Captain, I measured this thing's strides in the snow. It has a...foot size of at least sixteen. Just on all fours, it measured up to six and a half feet long. Assuming this thing is capable of standing,

in his seat and glanced

"Summit County police aren't equipped to handle such a thing." The captain sulked while spinning back around. "And quite frankly, neither are we. We've got entirely too much to handle here in the big city to be chasing after some overgrown...whatever. But I was thinking, right before you fellas came in here. All of this sounds damn familiar. Do you

just broke

he and his wife finally took that vacation to Hawaii. I guess they watched that Brady Bunch episode with Vincent Price one too many

and Brice

left behind." Brice pondered. "I sure wish I were there to

that means either we have two of these

now leaves us with something that is possibly even more dangerous. So, it killed three drug dealers and a sicko car salesman. Big fucking deal. As far as I'm concerned, we're all better off. But two nights ago, it managed to break into a house and kill four little girls and their parents. Inside their own damn home," the captain strongly clarified. "We here at the Cypress P.D. don't hunt animals. We're police officers, not animal control. But,

"Well, what do we do, hire

Cuyahoga Falls and the highway patrol. We all seemed to work pretty well with each other these past few months; I don't see why the love affair should end now. Let's see if we can put some of

"Yes, sir," Alan said, promptly wiping the cheesy grin

if you can dig up something more on this thing. As I was telling Bruin and Fitz before you dropped by, I've never heard a wolf sound like this thing

"I'm on it, Captain." Brice, with a dower expression

slammed shut, Linus sat back and relaxed into the wooden chair that he was attached to. For a few brief moments there melted a quaint silence between he and

months, but you finally did it." The captain smirked at

grin graced Linus' face at that second. He was visibly weary of

"Finally," he apprehensively muttered. "I'm just glad that it's

humble adoration before saying, "I know how bad you wanted