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."

before shoving the phone 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 conversation. He wanted to tear right through the phone. Not

the phone rang. The red button on the bottom repeatedly flashed.

"Hey, buddy, the old man wants to see us."

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

hookers and every day, garden variety thugs being carried in from off the cold streets for whatever crimes that had committed. He secured his gun belt around his shoulder and began down a long, grubby

called out while rounding the

alarmed, Linus looked back with a morose glaze on his face

"It's not hard to put two and two together." Alan said before both he and Linus

"Same as usual," Linus

"You sure," Alan glanced at the

Linus kept his eyes to the passing

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

"Same as usual," Alan asked with a hard stare into

allow his partner to see his misty eyes; he then looked back up

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'

"Make fun if you want, but it's the only thing on TV that Peggy and I actually enjoy together, if you can believe

guys, the captain is waiting." Officer

Linus and Alan carried on to the captain's office. The second Linus opened the

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

build suggested that life on the force had taken its toll on his

it isn't Starsky and Hutch, in the flesh." The captain coughed while

"Damn TV show."

"Thought you'd quit that, especially since you're carrying a cold." Linus said as he sat down

"The cigarette has nothing to do with this cold I have." The captain hacked again. "When you have a wife that teaches second graders, she's

I wasn't the one who ended it all." Linus modestly

But, speaking of the one who ended it all, I was just listening to this tape right before you two

to the beast's roars and snarls all over again. Linus sulked in his seat like a five year old, still not believing that

offhandedly mumbled while pushing the off button. "He barely

"Yeah, poor baby,"

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

"we have reason to believe that

"Knock, knock." Brice gaily chimed as he opened the

"Come on in, Patrick." The captain

man humbly panted as if he had been running while holding two green folders

"Whaddya got?" The captain asked while leaning

Nervously rummaging through one of the folders, the young forensic examiner said, "Well, three things. First off, I ran the animal's recording through the voice analyzer. Believe it or not, this is not a wolf, or even a bear for that matter.

"Calm down, son." The captain

minute." Linus stepped in. "You mean to stand there and say that

"Hold on, Linus,

"There always

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

their warm faces; not a single hint of emotion could be seen. They possessed the appearance of someone who could sense that the world as they knew

waiting to see or

the

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

suppose we do with that bit of information? Do you

was still stuck in statue mode, stare at the captain as if he were a

"Now, here's what I want you to do. I want you to strike everything you just mentioned about that saliva off the

"Captain," Brice uneasily smiled as though a searing hot spotlight were

the man's eyes and

most innocent and confused poses on their faces as though they

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

to be contained, Brice opened his mouth and said, "But, captain, that's impossible.

The captain nodded. "We're

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

"As a matter of fact, let's all say that. Let's pretend this is 'Sesame Street' and we'll say it together. There was no saliva sample to speak of. Alan?"

had a choice in the matter, Fitzpatrick simply uttered, "There

the captain dead-eyed the man. "No saliva

young man blushed while grudgingly

"Good. Now, what about this wolf

percent wolf

is, said that

the thing, I just

the quote, unquote, Jaws of all wolves. Something that's super big and running free

it left behind, Captain." Alan added. "It seemed pretty damn big to us.

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, like a bipedal, I'd say it was possibly close

back in his seat and glanced

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

Linus spoke up, "Brice mentioned that yesterday. Something just broke into that house and tore those guys apart. Who covered

vacation to Hawaii. I guess they watched that Brady Bunch episode with Vincent

and Brice all sniggered while shaking

some hair being left behind." Brice pondered. "I sure wish I were there to pick some

these things running around, or the same animal is

leaning forward with a serious presence behind his mustache. "Cummins is dead. That 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, if this one thing can take out four large men

what do we do, hire an old time search posse?" Alan snickered

the day. No more than four men. Hook up with 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 those country boys to work; I'm

"Yes, sir," Alan said, promptly wiping the cheesy grin from off his face and exiting

I want you to retrieve Wilson's file and see if you can dig up something more on this thing. As I was

Brice, with a dower expression on his face,

sat back and relaxed into the wooden chair that he was attached to. For a few brief moments there melted

took you six months, but you finally did it."

was visibly weary of all the attention that was being tossed at him

apprehensively muttered.

sat and stared unceasingly at Linus in humble adoration