Circle of Terror by Larry Powalisz

Author:Larry Powalisz
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Morgan James Publishing
Published: 2016-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

ST. ADALBERT’S CEMETERY: MILWAUKEE

Declan and Anne had traveled halfway through Racine County, past the acres of farmland dotted along the expressway. He turned his department portable police radio back on. The Hawaii Five-O theme song ringtone of his work cell phone broke the silence. “Tomcyzk.”

“Whaddup, Stud? This is Howe. Who said lightning can’t strike twice? Looks like your boys hit St. Adelbert’s Cemetery last night. For some reason, no one discovered anything until an hour ago. Same MO as Holy Cross, but only seven headstones this time. They primarily defaced one headstone. Guy’s name was Stanley Strychalewski. Ran him through our database. He retired from our department as a detective lieutenant in August 1967, just after the riots. Almost forty years on the job, and he had more commendations than space on a shirt or jacket to put them on. Bomb squad’s on the scene, but haven’t turned anything up yet. Enter off the main entrance and a cemetery employee will guide you in.”

“We’ll be there in twenty minutes. For the record, there’s definitely a connection between Lurch and the police officer killed in Chicago. Thank God the other cop survived. Looks like she’ll make it. Don’t know what it is yet, but these scumbags are really starting to piss me off. I’ll get back to you when I can, Bill.” They hung up.

“Where we heading, Declan?” Anne looked visibly concerned. “Doesn’t sound good.”

“Another cemetery job. Looks like we found Big Stan, Schlundt’s partner and friend. His headstone was desecrated, along with some others, at St. Adelbert’s Cemetery. Seven headstones were defaced, but they concentrated on just one: a retired MPD lieutenant, Stanley Stryckalewski. No wonder Mrs. Pavalko couldn’t remember his last name. Bomb squad is on the scene and haven’t located anything yet, which is good news. Makes you wonder what these guys are thinking on this one.”

“Think I passed that cemetery once or twice during my familiarization rides when I first got here.”

“My dad used to take me to visit the graves of my grandparents and some great aunts and uncles. More names ending with ‘ski’ there than all the skis at Squaw Valley during prime season. The main entrance is off South Sixth Street. A worker will meet us there and guide us to the scene.”

“Fair enough. A laugh a minute, aren’t you?”

“Makes the job more interesting. They pay me well, so I strive to serve the citizens the best I can. Humor keeps you sane. You can only see so much sickness from the underbelly of society, and the tragedy it causes, before it starts to engulf you.”

They pulled into the cemetery and were met by a service employee in a green truck. They followed him to where a marked squad and the big blue Milwaukee PD bomb squad truck were parked. An eerie feeling went through Declan’s body. The last time he saw that truck, his good friend was hanging on by a thread. He shook off the thought and “zeroed in” on his assignment.

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