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Blood Lust by Catherine Sharp
Category:
Crime
ISBN-10: B00MC82R7C
Type: Fiction
Pages: 294
Copyright: August 2, 2014
Price: $2.99 (eBook)
There is a serial killer running rampant on the streets of Los Angeles, torturing and killing young women on a whim. Detective Nick Ryan is determined to stop this depravity, just as he succeeded in Afghanistan when he was a Navy SEAL.
There is a serial killer running rampant on the streets of Los Angeles, torturing and killing young women on a whim. Detective Nick Ryan is determined to stop this depravity, just as he succeeded in Afghanistan when he was a Navy SEAL. In his hunt for this elusive killer, he crosses paths with the beautiful Claire Hunt and their attraction can’t be denied. Their sensual feelings for each other reaches a white hot climax just as the hunt for the killer takes a turn into insanity as they discover Claire is playing a much bigger role in this macabre play than anyone would ever have guessed. Follow these lovers down the rabbit hole to discover who the murderer is and who is involved in this lunacy.
Excerpt
The blood oozed from every jagged wound. She could barely take a breath, it was so shallow. Her cell phone was just out of reach. She could almost touch it with the tip of her finger. Oh yes, she could just feel the outline of the cold metal, but her fingers were so slippery with her own blood, the phone slipped out of reach again. She was too weak to struggle any longer. She could actually feel her life ebbing away; a gurgle resounding in her chest. The pain was subsiding now, a welcome feeling. Her peripheral vision was beginning to narrow and blackness started creeping in. Only a pinpoint of light remained and then it was gone as well. The pain was a distant memory from a different life, and now nothingness and silence reigned.
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There were so many lights blinking, it looked like some sort of bizarre circus, with crime tape surrounding the small house when Nick Ryan and Mike Evans, detectives for the Los Angeles Police Department, drove up. The police had received a call from Megan Sinclair’s co-workers that she had not come in to work that day and was not answering her phone. They seemed to think that was highly unusual for the young woman. The uniformed police officers broke down the door when they peered through a space in the curtains and saw what looked like a body lying on the living room floor.
When Nick and Mike entered the modest house, the old familiar coppery smell of blood assaulted their senses, and the horror of the scene made them flinch for just a second, even after all these years. It was a bloody mess. There was a coroner’s tarp lying over the body, but there was so much blood, no tarp was big enough to cover it all. A lot of it had soaked into the carpet but there was still quite a bit in drying pools, too much to soak in. There was arterial spray on the back wall of the small living room and when Nick removed the tarp, he was taken aback at the crude way in which the body was posed.
“Hey Mike, looks like we got a real sick psycho on our hands.”
Mike shook his head and looked disgusted.
The coroner rounded the corner from the kitchen, “Nick, I have a couple of interesting findings I want to show you, then we’ll get her out of here and on the table.”
Dr. Hastings pulled the tarp completely back again and showed Nick and Mike a huge gaping hole in the victim’s upper thigh, but the unusual aspect of the wound was the fact that the femoral artery was sutured.
“Son of a bitch.” Nick couldn’t believe his eyes. “The bastard sewed her up? Why the hell?”
“The only idea I’ve come up with is the artery was sutured so she wouldn’t bleed out so fast…and that’s not the most horrible discovery. Look down here. He sutured her vagina as well.”
“You know Doc, every day I think I’ve seen it all, and then, I haven’t. God, she can’t be more than twenty-five or so. Are you finished up here?”
“Yes, I’ll see you two downtown.” The assistants placed the body onto the gurney and the doctor followed it. Unfortunately, no lights or sirens were needed and the journey would end at the morgue, not the hospital. He was thinking to himself that was certainly not the night this young woman had planned and thought of his own daughter and shuddered.
Nick and Mike looked around a while longer and then left the crime scene unit to their work. They would be there a very long time.
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