CHAPTER ONE
Sweets rubbed his head trying to make his headache go away. This new case was scrambling up his brain. The new case had twenty murders all found in the same spot with a letter with the same signature. A serial killer.
These people had no connections to each other. They were good people, none with criminal records either.
Sweets jumped as Booth barged into Sweets office.
"Up and at em Sweets! We got a new case"
Sweets groaned
"The serial killer strikes again?"
Booth smiled his goofy smile and shook his head.
"Nope! No note, different place, come on we are going to the Jeffersonian"
Sweets rubbed his head and followed Booth to his car.
The car ride was smooth and quiet but Sweets felt like his head was blasting death metal songs in his head.
"You okay Sweets?"
Sweets glanced at Booth and nodded
"Just got a headache"
Booth reached into the compartment of his car and handed Sweets some aspirin.
Sweets greatfully took it.
After a couple minutes his head seemed to quiet down.
The Jeffersonian was bustling with people moving bodies from the serial killers case. Booth swiped his card and He and Sweets went up to where the new body was.
Sweets was so used to seeing dead bodies now that it didn't even fase him. Brennan was babbling away as she examined the body
"Male, late twenty's, looks to be killed by something that cut open his stomach, neck, and limbs"
Sweets shivered. What a horrible way to die.
Soon Can was called in to get rid of the skin and organs.
Sweets watched as she cut off the skin and flesh around the chest and torso.
Calling over a squint who Sweets didn't know, Cam asked for a small rolling table. She lay all the organs onto the table. When she got to the heart she hesitated.
"Uh guys?"
Everyone turned to her.
"Unfortunalty this may be another body of the Serial killer"
She pulled out a note with the familiar signature on it. Though it was wet with blood you could still see the markings.
Then Cam pulled out a piece of plastic
"It seems that the killer wanted to keep this note from getting messy"
It read-
"You'll never catch me, and the next victim hits very close to home".