know but I am glad they didn’t.” he released her and got out of the car when he heard sirens approaching. “Here they come.”
Two patrol cars pulled into the cul-de-sac and stopped in front of their house. Seth strode over to the closest one. The officers got out.
“We are responding to a breaking and entering call. Did you call the police, sir?” the tall, black officer asked him as he shook Seth’s hand.
“Yes. If you will follow me.” He stopped as Mystery got out of the other side of the car. “This is my fiancée, Mystery Williams; she was home when it happened.”
“Ma’am.” The other officer said. He had red hair cut in a buzz cut.
“Did they try to hurt you in any way, Ms. Williams?” the black officer asked.
“No.” Mystery came around the car. Seth could see her shaking, so, he went to her and took her hand.
The officers both whistled when they saw the mess. The redhead gagged on the stench wafting through the house. Seth tried to pull Mystery back inside, she wouldn’t come.
“Why don’t you guys look around?” He turned Mystery around and pushed her forward. “We’ll wait out here.”
“Okay.” Both officers said in unison. They went further in the house and Seth took Mystery back to the car.
After a few minutes the officers came back out. The redhead went to the patrol car and the black officer came over to Seth and Mystery.
“We are going to call for a couple of detectives to come and look at this. The walls are covered in animal blood. Plus the feces make me think we may have an occult thing going on here. If so, these people are nothing to play around with. So, it’s worth checking out.” He turned to Mystery. “Ms. Williams, do you know of anyone who would want to do this?”
“My mother told me I was stolen as a child from a religious cult. We have been getting hang-ups and we’ve come home a few times to broken windows. I figured if we ignored them they would eventually leave us alone.” Mystery looked up at her house. “I really believed they were just trying to rattle me. Then this happened, after nothing for a few days.”
“Do you know the name of this cult?” the officer asked her, looking up from the notes he was taking.
“No. I know nothing about them, except maybe they are located in California. Our lawyer was trying to check the story out and he hit a dead end.” She rubbed her arms trying to warm herself.
“I suggest you go inside and get some clothes and toiletries. After you talk to the detectives, go stay in a hotel.” The officer told Seth.
Seth went inside and once again he was struck with how sick these people had to be. Shaking his head he headed upstairs to see what he could salvage in the way of clothes. One look at the bathroom and the mess there told him there were no toiletries to gather. So he went in the bedroom and looked through the mess in there. All of their clothes were covered in blood. He went back downstairs and after looking around one more time, he thanked God they hadn’t hurt Mystery. Checking to make sure the officers were busy with Mystery, he took a vial out of his coat pocket and popped a small white bill into his mouth, swallowing hard and wishing he dared something stronger. He adjusted his expression to hide his fear and went back outside.
“There weren’t any clothes or toiletries to gather.” He told Mystery and the officers.
“The detectives are on their way, they have to come from Denver, so, they will be a bit. We’ll try to get you out of here as soon as we can.” The redhead said.
About 45 minutes later a dark, late model sedan pulled up and two women got out.
“Hi, Detective Ballard.” The black officer shook the short, black-haired woman’s hand, and he turned to the tall, thin Latina woman with her and nodded. “Detective Ramirez.” He turned back to Seth and Mystery.
“This is Mystery
Two patrol cars pulled into the cul-de-sac and stopped in front of their house. Seth strode over to the closest one. The officers got out.
“We are responding to a breaking and entering call. Did you call the police, sir?” the tall, black officer asked him as he shook Seth’s hand.
“Yes. If you will follow me.” He stopped as Mystery got out of the other side of the car. “This is my fiancée, Mystery Williams; she was home when it happened.”
“Ma’am.” The other officer said. He had red hair cut in a buzz cut.
“Did they try to hurt you in any way, Ms. Williams?” the black officer asked.
“No.” Mystery came around the car. Seth could see her shaking, so, he went to her and took her hand.
The officers both whistled when they saw the mess. The redhead gagged on the stench wafting through the house. Seth tried to pull Mystery back inside, she wouldn’t come.
“Why don’t you guys look around?” He turned Mystery around and pushed her forward. “We’ll wait out here.”
“Okay.” Both officers said in unison. They went further in the house and Seth took Mystery back to the car.
After a few minutes the officers came back out. The redhead went to the patrol car and the black officer came over to Seth and Mystery.
“We are going to call for a couple of detectives to come and look at this. The walls are covered in animal blood. Plus the feces make me think we may have an occult thing going on here. If so, these people are nothing to play around with. So, it’s worth checking out.” He turned to Mystery. “Ms. Williams, do you know of anyone who would want to do this?”
“My mother told me I was stolen as a child from a religious cult. We have been getting hang-ups and we’ve come home a few times to broken windows. I figured if we ignored them they would eventually leave us alone.” Mystery looked up at her house. “I really believed they were just trying to rattle me. Then this happened, after nothing for a few days.”
“Do you know the name of this cult?” the officer asked her, looking up from the notes he was taking.
“No. I know nothing about them, except maybe they are located in California. Our lawyer was trying to check the story out and he hit a dead end.” She rubbed her arms trying to warm herself.
“I suggest you go inside and get some clothes and toiletries. After you talk to the detectives, go stay in a hotel.” The officer told Seth.
Seth went inside and once again he was struck with how sick these people had to be. Shaking his head he headed upstairs to see what he could salvage in the way of clothes. One look at the bathroom and the mess there told him there were no toiletries to gather. So he went in the bedroom and looked through the mess in there. All of their clothes were covered in blood. He went back downstairs and after looking around one more time, he thanked God they hadn’t hurt Mystery. Checking to make sure the officers were busy with Mystery, he took a vial out of his coat pocket and popped a small white bill into his mouth, swallowing hard and wishing he dared something stronger. He adjusted his expression to hide his fear and went back outside.
“There weren’t any clothes or toiletries to gather.” He told Mystery and the officers.
“The detectives are on their way, they have to come from Denver, so, they will be a bit. We’ll try to get you out of here as soon as we can.” The redhead said.
About 45 minutes later a dark, late model sedan pulled up and two women got out.
“Hi, Detective Ballard.” The black officer shook the short, black-haired woman’s hand, and he turned to the tall, thin Latina woman with her and nodded. “Detective Ramirez.” He turned back to Seth and Mystery.
“This is Mystery
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