Kathy was pretty good at staring contests; there wasn’t much that could intimidate her. She’d earned the respect of her colleagues in the Cardiff Constabulary by proving herself as tough as any man, able to stare down the most hardened rapists and murderers.
But this was different, this wasn’t some low-life human, wasted on drugs; in fact it wasn’t human at all, she’d bet a year’s wages on that.
And yet, it was no animal either; the creature’s eyes held a feral hunger, but also intelligence.
Nothing had ever scared her like this thing did; it didn’t belong on earth.
TBC in ‘A DI’s Tale — Part 3’