1 – Fluid
2 – Melody
3 – Trap
Sergeant Wilson stood looking at the pictures of the women. There had been three now that had been killed in the area and one over in Jonesville that they think was tied in with this sick bastard. All women in there mid to late twenties, all brunettes. And that was the only connection they had found so far.
The last woman had been murdered near a city park and left behind for a little ten year old boy to find. It made the sergeant furious to think about. Not only was this nut after women but now that little boy had seen too much. It was like the killer had set a trap intentionally for a kid to find her all stretched out by the jungle gym.
A knock on the door brought the sergeant out of his thoughts. “Come in. how can I help you?”
“Sergeant, Williams just called in, there has been another body found near Jackson Pond.” said the officer. “It is another brunette named Melody Stevens.”
“Call the coroner, and for God’s sake keep the kids and press away this time. Tell them I am on my way.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – trap