A/n: Hey guys. Wassup? Here is Chapter 2 of If You Want Blood. Ejoy
The sister's name was Jane. She was about an inch shorter than me. Her long golden hair, tied back, highlighting her facial feature. Overall, she was a beautiful woman. The only thing that ruined her beauty was her red, tear-filled eyes. Quite understandable considering she had just lost her sister.
We were seated in her living room, starting off with the usual rubbish. We're very sorry for your lost, blah, blah, blah, mind if we ask you a few questions, blah, blah, blah - you know; the usual.
"Do you think that there would be anyone that would want to hurt your sister?" Sam asked.
Jane shook her head. "No. Mary was loved by everybody. But if you ask the rest of the town, they believe it was the work of Peter Piper."
I frowned. "From the nursery rhyme?"
Once again she shook her head. "He was said to have been a serial killer that wondered through this town, more than a hundred years ago. It was said that he was caught and sentenced to death in this very town."
"Why would anybody believe that this Peter guy is killing from beyond the grave?" I asked.
"It's just a dumb legend some of the town folk believe. The legend says he swore revenge on the town that ratted him out. But I don't believe that nonsense."
I didn't have to look at Sam to know he was thinking the same thing as me. Maybe it was a vengeful spirit. It was starting to make sense as to why it seemed that there was nothing in common with the victims. They did in fact have something in common - they all lived in this town.
Sam and I said our goodbyes and took our leave not long after, thanking Jane for her help.
Sam made his ay to the library to do research on the story behind the legend of 'Peter Piper'. I was conducting my own research as well. Researching the local bar, that is. It wasn't that bad; looking almost like every other bar one would find around the country. As far as Sam was concerned, I was questioning the locals.
Four empty beer bottles later, my phone rang. Checking the caller ID, I answered.
"Talk to me."
"So get this," Sam's voice came through the phone. "There really was some serial killer by the name of Peter that was executed in this town. However, his last name wasn't Piper. But this guy did swear revenge on the town's grandchildren at his execution. Which might explain as to why nothing has happened until now."
"So, it's definitely a vengeful spirit. Find out what happened to his body?"
"He was buried in the town's cemetery. I'm going to head back to the motel. We'll go check it out tonight."
"Good work, Sammy," I said, ending the call.
Sighing, I stood up, paid for the drinks and headed back to the motel to meet up with my little brother. As I walked out, I couldn't help but notice the sheriff from earlier making out with some dark haired chick in the back corner. I didn't pay too much attention to the girl, but looking back, I wish I did.
And there you have it. Chapter 2! Please R&R. Reviews make the world go round!