The Night is Cold by Brandon Enns

Author:Brandon Enns [Enns, Brandon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: crime, murder, lesbian, serial killer, conspiracy, detective, heroine, canadian, rcmp, female slueth
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Had he been away all night, or had he already come and gone, only to come back again? The time read 7:52 a.m. She had slept for five hours. With her binoculars back on the house, she observed Eli walking back outside toward his truck with a big plastic bag of what looked like hair. He got into his truck and slammed the door before backing out onto the grid road. He drove straight ahead without looking her direction, and Jennifer put her car in drive and followed.

***

Jennifer tailed Eli through busy downtown traffic. He pulled into a parking lot by the Saskatoon Cancer Center and exited with the bags of hair.

Five minutes later, she continued to follow Eli through the traffic. Jennifer turned her radio on. A current pop song winded down, switching over to the host.

"Man! It is not warm out there! Does anyone else ever stare out their window and just think, why do we live here? Another beautiful day of minus thirty-three with the wind chill. You know what though? I know why I live here. It's the people. And hey, our battle through these lousy winters just makes summer that much more rewarding, right? I feel like if we had more summer months we wouldn't appreciate them as much. Then again, maybe not...hope all of you are having a good Friday. I'll do my best to put that clock of yours on fast-forward so we can get you well on your way to a weekend of Netflix in bed. I know that's what I'm doing. If you are out on the highways, please be safe out there, folks. We'll be back with some hits from the 90’s after this short message."

Jennifer was ready. Whether it was Steven Adams or Bart Reider, it was going down soon.

***

Eli unbuttoned his shirt in his bathroom and gazed upon his tattoo-riddled body. The scales of judgment were leveled across from one another. Underneath, centered in his back, was a large eye with the Sigil of Baphomet on both sides. Surrounding the tattoos was Saskatchewan land consisting of icy tundra, spruce trees, upon which a raven sat perched up, wings expanded.

Hot steam filled the bathroom as the shower ran. He admired his sharply toned muscles through the shower's sliding glass door into the mirror. The steam blurred his image.

The man that entered was never exactly the same as the man that got out.

Eli scrubbed himself clean. He lowered his head as the hot water ran down his backside, switching from his front which was deeply reddened.

He wiped the fog from the shower glass and looked at himself in the mirror across from him—a portion not yet steamed over. His stare met his reflection. Studying the red lines rippling from the corners of the whites in his eyes, he lost himself...

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