The cutlery was silver, just like the dame's hair. Only thing was, you couldn't see the silver for the blood. Forks and knives stuck out of her like bristles on a hedgehog—very painful bristles.
Detective Zack Martinez walked around the ransacked dining room, peering suspiciously at pristinely clean dishes and untouched table settings. The dinner guests huddled in the parlor under the watchful eyes of the police, still unaware of what had happened.
All but one, according to the butler. He had seen
Published on August 23, 2009 07:10