The Silence by Kendra Elliot (Columbia River Book 2) EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Kendra Elliot
- Genre: Police Procedurals, Romantic Suspense, Crime Thrillers
- Publish Date: 25 August 2020
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Detective Mason Callahan stared at the severed fingers on the bathroom
linoleum.
“What’s the point of trying to hide the corpse’s identity if he’s left in
his own house?” Detective Ray Lusco muttered. The burly Oregon State
Police detective had been silent for nearly thirty seconds as he took in the
scene. A record.
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A mutilated body lay in the bloody bathtub. Arcs of blood went up the
walls and across the floor. A large rubber mallet had been abandoned on his
chest, the dead man’s misshapen skull indicating its use. Most of his teeth
had been broken off at the gumline and looked like pieces of shattered
porcelain in the drying blood. Two fingers were still attached to his left
hand, but the rest were scattered across the floor.
“Looks like someone was interrupted before he could finish the
hands,” said Mason. He scowled as he did a quick count. “I only see seven
loose fingers.”
Ray winced. “Aw, shit. You don’t think he took one as a souvenir, do
you?”
“Might be under the body.”
Both men paused, and Mason steeled his stomach at the mental image
of the two of them rolling the body to check. “We’ll wait for the ME.”
The medical examiner can have the honor.
It never got easier. Mason had seen dozens of deaths in his decades of
law enforcement, and many had imprinted on his brain and cropped up in
the middle of the night, ruining his sleep until he banished the images. He’d
learned to compartmentalize his work. This was a job, and he was damned
good at it. He was there to help and had to set aside his horror and disgust at
what one human would do to another.
Even he hadn’t been safe from a killer’s wrath.
His fingertips traced the lines of rough skin around his neck. Eight
months ago someone from his past had tried to hang him, fully intent on a
murder of vengeance. If Ava hadn’t shown up when she had . . .
He abruptly inhaled through his nose, fighting back his gag reflex,
using the scent of the death in front of him to push away the memory.
The home sat on a small lot in a tiny town just outside the Portland
suburbs. A local patrolman had responded when a neighbor noticed a
broken window in the back of the house and saw blood on the kitchen floor.
The town’s police chief had taken one look at the gory scene and requested
the Oregon State Police’s help. The town of three thousand hadn’t had a
murder in more than a decade.
“Reuben Braswell. Age fifty-two. Not married. Appears to live here
alone,” Ray stated, checking the notes on his phone. He pointed at the pile
of bloody clothing tossed by the toilet. “His wallet and driver’s license were
in his pants pocket. He matches the photo and stats.”
“What’s the tattoo say?” An American flag covered half of the
victim’s arm, but Mason couldn’t make out the words below the flag.
“‘We the people.’”
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