Please note this is a revised edition of Evil is the Butcher.
Hook, line and sinker . . .
Roland sniffs and smiles. Despite what others may think, he loves the smell of dead bodies.
The fresher the better.
And Angela Lockwood’s body is just that: fresh, having been buried so recently.
But now she’s hanging off a meat hook in the back of Roland’s lorry.
He climbs on a stepladder, leans forward, and gives Angela’s cheek a long lick, her skin spongy beneath his eager tongue.
Meanwhile, Detective Bethany Smith is on her way to the cemetery. A new grave has been disturbed. Protruding from the sodden earth are black bin bags containing the chopped up remains of a male victim.
When SOCO unearths the coffin, the body is missing.
Detective Bethany looks at the grave marker: Angela Lockwood.
Please note this is a revised edition of Evil is the Butcher.
Hook, line and sinker . . .
Roland sniffs and smiles. Despite what others may think, he loves the smell of dead bodies.
The fresher the better.
And Angela Lockwood’s body is just that: fresh, having been buried so recently.
But now she’s hanging off a meat hook in the back of Roland’s lorry.
He climbs on a stepladder, leans forward, and gives Angela’s cheek a long lick, her skin spongy beneath his eager tongue.
Meanwhile, Detective Bethany Smith is on her way to the cemetery. A new grave has been disturbed. Protruding from the sodden earth are black bin bags containing the chopped up remains of a male victim.
When SOCO unearths the coffin, the body is missing.
Detective Bethany looks at the grave marker: Angela Lockwood.