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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 7 Found
The four year old red headed boy ran into the kitchen bursting with excitement.
"Daddy, Annie said to come quick and bring your phone."
His father finished shaping the last meatball and added it to the spaghetti sauce simmering on the stove.
"Why?"
"She said it was important."
His father grabbed his phone and followed his son outside and into the woods. The little boy ran ahead of his father calling his sister's name.
"You did a good job getting dad," Annie said. She bent down and gave her little brother a hug.
"What happened?" her father asked.
He knew that something was really wrong. Annie was a smart kid with a good head on her shoulders. He'd never seen her like this. All the color had drained from her face and she seemed scared.
"We were playing hide and seek and I found a . . . woman's dead body," she said spelling the word "dead" and "body" so her little brother wouldn't know the horror she'd found in the woods.
"Where?"
"About twenty feet over there," Annie said pointing.
"Let me check and I'll be right back."
He hoped his daughter was mistaken. She was only eleven. He wanted to spare her from the uglier parts of life for a little longer.
No mistake. There was the naked body of a woman face up. So many stab wounds, but no blood. Someone must have washed her off—all except her blonde hair which was matted with blood.