She’s frozen to the spot, not able to move, hardly daring to draw breath, her eyes locked with those of the monster. Her radio is in her pocket, she could call for backup, but she’s got a horrible feeling that if she even twitches, the creature will be on her before she can scream.
Images flash through Kathy’s head, crime-scene photos from unsolved cases, murder victims, their throats torn out. Her colleagues in the Cardiff Constabulary would have people believe the mutilation was caused by foxes post-mortem.
She’s almost certain that now she’s face to face with the real killer.
TBC in ‘A DI’s Tale — Part 4’