Great Kills: A Killian Collins Novel (The Killian Collins Detective Series Book 1) by Kevin Fox

Author:Kevin Fox [Fox, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shadowland Productions
Published: 2019-08-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“Great, first floods, now fire. What’s next, a plague of locusts?” Lieutenant Demetrius muttered from where he stood under the warm glare of the work lights that illuminated the woods and the crime scene techs that had flooded the area. A half dozen of them were going over Anton’s body and the site of the fire, and through the woods I could see more lights and could hear the other CSU team going over the scene around the Russian’s body.

“You’re gonna have a plague of Feds is what you’re gonna have,” Burke answered from where he sat comfortably on a crime scene tech’s portable stool.

“Did I ask you, Burke? You think I need this shit from the two of you? In the middle of cleaning up from Frankenstorm?”

“I like ‘Stormzilla’ better,” Kat offered, but stopped talking as Demetrius glared at her. She was sitting next to me on the decaying log, watching the crime scene unit carefully dig up the body with the tire iron through its eye.

I took it all in, fighting every instinct I had to get out of there, especially when I saw that there was still hair on the cadaver’s head, matted around the skull, preserved by the clay it was buried in. It somehow made his death seem more recent and real. His leathery skin was loose around the muscle that had withered away beneath it, but the features of the face could have been those of the man from my dream. Maybe I had witnessed his murder all those years ago and had incorporated it into my dream – or maybe I even stumbled across his body in the days that I was lost in these woods.

I was trying to rationalize it, but no matter what I did, I kept seeing the arc of a tire iron in my hands, felt the jolt of it as it struck the man and the warm fluid leaking onto me as he collapsed. As I saw them brush the dirt off his body I was sure that I didn’t dream I’d killed a man –

– I remembered that I did.

“You all right, Kill?” Kat asked, putting a comforting hand on leg. I didn’t pull away this time, afraid that showing any emotion would make me look guilty.

“I’m fine.”

“Liar. You look like you just woke up from one of your dreams,” she said. I turned to her, wondering if somehow she knew. I couldn’t remember if I’d told her about this particular dream, but when I looked in her eyes, all I saw was concern.

“Didn’t we both? Wasn’t this just like a bad dream?” I deflected.

“I guess. But we’re not the ones buried or burned, right?”

I shrugged. It was cold way of looking at it, but she had a point.

“You getting anywhere? I ain’t got all night.” Demetrius grumbled at the crime scene guys, jumping up and down to stay warm as he watched them meticulously dig out the body.

“We’ll have him out in the next ten.”

“How

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