Revel in Bones: a serial killer thriller (Wren Delacroix Book 7) by V. J. Chambers

Author:V. J. Chambers [Chambers, V. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Punk Rawk Books
Published: 2020-12-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Wren opened the cabinet under the sink in the kitchen.

“Something I can help you with, Delacroix?” came Slater’s amused voice.

She riffled through the contents under the sink. “Just checking out your household cleaners. You don’t have any bleach here.”

“I keep bleach in the laundry room,” said Slater.

“Hmm,” she said. “Where’s that?”

“Off the garage,” said Slater.

“Right, you have a garage,” said Wren. “Which is handy. You could drive in, get something out of your trunk, and no one in the neighborhood would even know that you’d brought it in.”

“I guess so,” said Slater. “I don’t think my neighbors are much interested in what I’m doing, though.”

“You have cameras all over,” said Wren. “Is that your thing? You like to film things? Do you film yourself with the victims?”

“Oh, here we go again.” Slater smiled widely. “You think I’m the killer. Let me get this straight, Delacroix. You think that I killed a bunch of people and did it in such a way so that I would be sure to be assigned the case because of the fanfiction—”

“The fanfic you wrote,” said Wren, loudly, hoping his cameras would pick it up. If they could get a warrant, they could watch all the footage.

“Right,” said Slater. “It’s all me. You’ve got a weird thing about me, huh?”

“Yup,” said Wren. “Just like you’ve got a thing about me and Caius. You enjoy anything you’ve seen thus far?”

Slater’s jaw twitched.

Wren smiled, going back to the cleaners. “So, here’s what I think, Slater. I think that you kill them in a different car, and then you wrap up the bodies and transfer them to your car to bring home. Then, you clean them up and rape the bodies and then—”

“If you think this about me, why are you staying in my house?”

“Why do you have cameras in the house, Slater? Why do you want to watch?”

Slater chuckled. “Let me ask you a question, Delacroix. Why do you like dead bodies?”

She snorted. “Oh, no, we’re not going to play that game. It’s not the same thing.”

“You ever feel a… a pull? As though you’re drawn to something by a powerful force, and no matter how hard you try to fight it, you simply find yourself being tugged toward it?”

Wren pulled out a spray bottle of Lysol and turned it over in her hands.

“I think you have,” said Slater. “I think you know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“You make choices, Slater.”

“Sure,” said Slater. “Everyone does.”

“You choose to kill people.”

“I don’t kill anyone,” said Slater. “Does the killer we’re looking for choose it, though? That’s an interesting question. It doesn’t seem to me that anyone would choose to do a thing like that. It seems to me like the risks of the entire enterprise would outweigh any possible benefits.”

“I don’t think he sees risks,” said Wren, unsure of why she’d switched into talking in the third person about the man who was right in front of her.

“He sees them,” said Slater. “He understands it all, but it doesn’t matter to him, because that pull, it’s like the tide.

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