THE ROMAN LEE SERIES
"BENEATH DEVIL'S LAKE"
Turning on the flashers we moved quickly over to the
older Medical District in the city.
We arrived at one of the facilities that now sat
abandoned. The building once housed a research center with a laboratory for Alzheimer
patients. There were no signs of any
units that had responded.
A pimple faced teenager with red curly hair approached
us as we exited the car. He was on his
hoverboard and looked quite concerned.
Lonnie spoke to him first.
“Are you the one that called 911?”
His voice cracked a bit when he answered.
“I did. I called because I fell off my board over
there.”
“But you’re ok now right?”
“Yes, I thought I was bleeding when I fell off and
landed. But I found out that the blood
wasn’t mine and that’s why I called you.”
“Where did you fall son?”
“Over there near the door in the back.”
“You see anyone around since you been here?”
“My friends left a while ago after they got texts from
their parents. I fell after they had
already left. It was really disgusting.”
What appeared to be a decent size amount of darkened
blood had been smeared slightly by the teenagers hoverboarding incident. Oddly an animal carried rested not far away
with its door ajar. I walked over to it
and taking a pen gently moved the door open a little further. It was empty except for the strong smell of
animal urine.
Lonnie was busy writing and sketching in his
notebook. He crouched a little lower to
the ground to examine the darkened blood.
“What are you thinking? Animal cruelty.”
“We have seen worse that’s for sure. But what animal and where is it?”
“Not sure.
Could be human blood for all we know.”
“I guess we’ll know soon enough.”
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