He found her in the master bedroom looking over the bodies. He felt his stomach knot and a chill run through his body at the sight. They were not alone in the house, the officers were moved outside to succor the crime scene and start questing everyone who lived in the area, hoping that someone saw or heard something that would give them a lead.
"Hey," he greeted weakly, walking over the puddles of blood on the floor to stand next to Alex.
"Hey", she replied not taking her eyes off the bodies.
"Camera?" she asked holding out her hand, still not looking at him. He could almost see the wheels turning in her head. One of the first things he learned when they started working together was not to make to much noise while she was thinking. She told him with a laugh once that she had a short attention span, and if she lost her train of thought she might never find it again. She told him she would be a pretty crappy cop is she let a killer get away simply because she couldn't remember how the evidence showed how they were able to break into a house because she was distracted by something shiny.
"Right here" Bobby replied removing it from the bag he had over his shoulder and handing it to Alex. She started taking pictures and that's when he noticed the sick feeling in his stomach was growing. The horrific scene was making him feel weak, for a second he thought he might faint. As if she sensed his sickness Alex looked up at his pale face.
"You don't look so good."
"Yeah,' he answered. He didn't wan to open his mouth any more then he had to in fear that he would throw up. From the smell that was drifting from the bathroom to the other parts of the house somebody already did. Most likely one of the cop who were the first on the scene.
"Maybe you should go outside" She told him with a hint of concern in her voice.
'Okay," he breathed, his legs felt weak but he managed to get down the stairs and out the door.
The news vans had already arrived and were broadcasting live feeds. Booby could see it clearly in his head. People would be waking up soon, getting their morning coffee and turning on the t.v to see the headline "Family Slain" flash over the screen on every channel across the country. Soon almost everyone would know about their little town. People would scared out of their minds in fear of some crazy killer on the lose. If they didn't come up with answers soon there was going to be chaos.
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Sorry so short.
Ok I have to be honest here I have no idea where this story is going. I've been trying to come up with a story but I cant. I figured I'd just keep writing whatever came into my mind and hope that some kind of story comes out of it but I'm running out of ideas fast. But for the people who are reading this and are reviewing (thank you all by the way, lots of love to you) I'll try my best.
