approached.
“So what’ve we got?” She asked.
“Well, it’s a body, or what’s left of one.” He said.
“That bad?”
“Just go have a look,” he said as he stepped away. “I just wish I’d have seen this before I ate lunch.”
She walked up to the area where they’d set up the spot lights. As she got closer she finally saw it. She wasn’t even sure how they knew it was a human body. It was more of a carcass. It was part of a skeleton, with no head. There was very little blood, the rest of the carcass was bones covered with some loose skin. She pulled on some rubber gloves and knelt next to the body.
All of the organs had been removed…the legs, arms and head had all been severed. Julie wondered if this was Carla, her missing waitress. Maybe that’s why they called her out. The medical examiner was there and walked over to her.
“Crazy shit isn’t it?” He said.
She stood and looked at him.
“Oh sorry. Dr. Trejo. I work with the M.E.’s office.”
“I figured, thank you. And yes, this is horrible.”
“I been doing this for almost five years, this is some sick shit.”
“So you think an animal or something did this?” She asked. “Looks like it has been picked clean.”
“This was no animal. Look at this.” He knelt down and rolled the body over on its back exposing several large chunks of flesh missing. The back of the thighs had huge square chunks cut out, as well as several places along the back. “See what I mean? Someone cut that out. Her blood has been drained, and organs removed. It looks like someone butchered her, literally. These cuts on her back and legs. It’s like cuts of meat.” He explained.
“Jesus. Like someone ate her?”
“That’s the only thing I can think of. It wasn’t an animal that’s for sure.”
“What the fuck?”
“Hey kids! Did I miss the party?” Ben’s voice sounded from behind them.
“Have a little respect dickhead,” Julie said. “This is a crime scene.”
“Yeah, yeah, there’s no one else around.” He looked down at the body. “Damn. Looks like a turkey after Thanksgiving dinner.”
Julie stood to face him.
“Seriously. Do you offer anything to any investigation at all? Or are you just comic relief? That can’t be it, because you’re not funny.”
“Hey, take it easy. Gotta have a sense of humor on this job, especially looking at shit like this. So what is going on?”
She filled him in on what Dr. Trejo had explained.
“Holy Christ. You mean like cannibals? Do we have those here?”
“I wouldn’t say that just yet,” Julie said. “But it could look that way. I think we need to keep this between us for now. Can only imagine if it leaks there is a possible cannibal running loose. People will be talking Leatherface and shit.”
“Oh God,” Ben said. “Yeah, good idea. Not bad for a girl.”
“Go fuck yourself,” she said walking away, pulling off the rubber gloves. She found the uniformed officer she spoke to earlier. “Hey, officer, who found the body?”
“Some homeless guy. Said he was sleeping when someone pulled up and dumped it.”
“Did he see who it was?” She asked.
“Yeah. He said it was the devil.”
Chapter 7
Eddie sat in the living room watching the late news. It had only been a couple of days since the last hunt, and he was already craving it again. As he sat on the couch, sipping on an ice tea, it came on the news. He sat up when he saw it. They found the body. The reporter looked horrifi ed as she described the scene though she gave very few details. He figured they would. The police won’t give out too much to the public.
Watching the cameras around the scene, he could see people standing