The Murder Business…new writing, unedited, incomplete…

Konan decided to take his truck into town. He drove Lilly to her apartment and waited as she showered and dressed.

Konan drove through the McDonald’s drive-thru and bought two sausages biscuits. He and Lilly ate as Konan drove to County Road 171. The charred remains of the bunker could be seen from the road. Konan pulled off the side of the road and finished his coffee. He and Lilly started up the hill.

As they drew close, Lilly pointed at a large dark mark, dark like the soul of Satan, that stained the walls.

“We need to check with the fire department that responded,” Lilly said. “That’s not natural is it?”

“Nope. Unless I am wrong, that is some type of fuel accelerant.”

“That would prove it was arson.”

“Yeah. It would.”

They walked into the black scarred remains of the bunker. The chains lay on the floor where he had cut them off the corpse of Tiffany Watkins. If any evidence had remained before the fire, there was nothing left now.

“Well, besides the accelerant, there’s nothing left here,” said Lilly. Konan nodded.

“Yep, the fire did a fantastic job eradicating anything that was left.”

They walked down the hill to his truck. He started it and rolled down the windows, and started down the dirt road. While he drove, Lilly dialed Patty Traylor’s number.

“Hello,” Traylor said.

“Judge Traylor, this is Detective Lilly Thompson. Do you have time to answer a few questions?”


“Your assistant Tiffany Watkins.”

The line grew silent. Patty Traylor’s voice shook as she tried to compose herself.

“I shouldn’t…”

“Ma’am, you’ve stepped down. We need some answers about your assistant. If you’re frightened, we will put you in protective custody.”

“Come to my house. My son is somewhere safe, I’ll answer what I can.”

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