The Quiet Bones: a serial killer thriller (Wren Delacroix Book 2) by V. J. Chambers

Author:V. J. Chambers [Chambers, V. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Punk Rawk Books
Published: 2019-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

It took five days for the body to be found, and when they did, it was all the way out in the woods near I-70, practically in Frederick. The location of the body would have typically meant it was out of the jurisdiction of the tri-state task force, but the Frederick police decided to cooperate with them. They were pretty clear about being in control of the scene, though. It wasn’t anything like the crime scenes in the more rural areas. These guys had a tighter ship going on.

Both Reilly and Wren had to sign in, and they had to be escorted to the scene by another detective. His name was Ford. He had a first name, obviously, but they never did find out what it was.

Detective Ford wore a long trench coat, like Columbo or something, and he was mostly quiet. He would stand behind Reilly and Wren ominously while they looked over the scene and the body, listening to everything they said but rarely saying anything himself.

The scene was pretty similar to the first scene. The girl was naked, face down on the ground in the woods. Her body was dirty and streaked with blood. She’d been shot in the back of the head.

The bullet could have come from the same gun, but like all the bullets thus far, it wasn’t in great shape for analyzation, so they hadn’t been able to determine specifics from it.

It was confirmed that this corpse had been raped with an object. Maybe not the same shovel handle that had been used for the other murders, however. It seemed like a smaller object had been used in this case.

The girl was very thin. She had obviously dyed hair. It was white blond and the edges looked frayed. The blood that was matted in her hair looked bright red. Her roots were coming in, and they were dark. She was older than the other victims. She didn’t go to Lingandale High School.

Wren knelt down next to her, examining her arms with gloved hands. “Tracks.”

“What’s that?” said Reilly.

“She was an intravenous drug user,” said Wren.

“Huh,” said Reilly.

They both looked up at Ford, who was staring down on them.

“Has the body been identified?” said Wren to Ford.

“Yes,” said Ford. “We know her pretty well. Her name’s Tammi Mancks. She’s been in and out of jail for the past ten years. Prostitution. Drugs. Petty theft. She was pretty mouthy. Everyone on the department has picked her up for one thing or the other. I’m actually kind of sad to see her go.”

That was the most that ever came out of Ford’s mouth the entire time they were out there.

Wren stood up immediately. “She’s a prostitute?”

Ford only nodded.

Wren threw her hands into the air. “I give up.”

“What?” said Reilly.

Wren stalked off from the scene, out into the woods, away from both of them.

“Wren?” called Reilly.

“Leave me alone!” Wren snapped.

* * *

Later, as they were driving back home, Wren leaned her head against the window of Reilly’s car. She had a headache.

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