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The Red Winter Blood

Novel By: Grant B Denverstone

A murder occurs in the small town of Mappsville. The murder is outside in the cold winter snow. Then there's another murder just the same. Though the killer leaves no evidence or trace. View table of contents...



Submitted:Feb 21, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The sun peaked over the Rockies as a small town was sleeping. A murderer went up to a girls home. He entered the house and inside found a twenty year old girl asleep on the sofa. He saw she wore only a nightshirt. He pulled up the nightshirt just as he put a damp cloth with strong sleeping medications on it. She never woke up. When her nightshirt was off her body, she was completely naked. He then raped her and took her naked body outside into the snow. He carefully placed her in the snow and grabbed a knife from his bag. He drove the knife into her flesh around the heart and she died instantly. Then he stabbed her three other times: one in her stomch cutting a line up to her rib cage, one on both her breasts, and another to both sides of her mouth. The skin fell open and the killer was staisfied. He placed the knife into the girls hand and kissed her lips. Then with a flash he was gone.


Detective Samuel Ciller drove up to the home twelve hours after the murder. Why this happened, no one knew. He had just gotten a call that a twenty year old girl was lying in a pool of blood stained snow. It looked like a suicide, however just to be sure, the called Detective Ciller. The detecvitve knew instantly this poor girl was bruttly murdered. He found only one clue and this was the girls mouth. Why would a girl slice her mouth and kill herself. Plus, the Mappsville Police had found no reason as to why she would kill herself. This had to be the handywork of a murderer. Plus, they were able to get DNA from the girls privates. They sent it to Denver to be analized. The police soon left and Detective Ciller was left alone with the dead girl. He sighed as for the last twenty years were hell to him. He had turned to smoking cigarettes again and the idea of smoking one now felt like a reward, though he didn't light. He stepped around the girl and examined the deep cut from her stomach to the rib cage. He concluded this was no act of suicide. So, he took what little clues he had and climbed into his car. Then with a sigh he drove toward the Sunny Diner to get a hot, juicy burger and fries with a tall Coke.


Soon thereafter, another gril was found the same exact way. Detective Ciller was now finding there were going to be more girls like the two already bruttly murdered. So he devised a plan and created a back up plan. And as soon as tomorrow they would come into play.


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