Detective Witherspoon was a veteran of the force, twenty years of solving mysteries and bringing criminals to justice. All that experience seemed as nothing as he stripped off the anti contamination suit - a predator was on the loose.
The remains of several victims (forensics would have to count the number) lay in the cistern. Time and weather had destroyed evidence. His only hope was that, within that grim scene, was a clue, a mistake, something.
He now needed to project calm to a worried public. Taking a deep drink of convenience store coffee, he turned to face the reporter scrum.
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