Detective Daniel Trevors and his partner, Ben Wilson, are
hot on the trail of a murderer who appears to kill just for the pleasure of it,
but they soon realize that the case is more complicated than they thought.
Lightning streaked through the late afternoon sky, followed
by ear splitting cracks of thunder. Rain pelted the lifeless form lying on the
sodden ground.
Daniel Trevors moved away from the crowd of curious onlookers that had gathered, at the same time wondering what it was about tragedies that brought people out. He motioned for two officers to relieve him, then rushed to his partner's side. "What's up, Ben? I thought you said the guy had a heart attack or something."
"Take a look at this." Ben pointed at the corpse lying face down.
Daniel squinted, then focused his eyes to where Ben was
pointing. "Who in God's name would have done this?" he exclaimed,
examining the puncture wounds in the man's jacket. "He must have been
stabbed twenty times!" He looked at his partner. "You don't think
this is connected with the other three, do you, Ben?"
Daniel ran to the car and radioed homicide, then walked back
over to his partner. "Do you think we have a serial killer on our hands,
Ben?"
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