บท 124: Chapter 124

INT. - 9th PRECINCT LOCKUP - AFTERNOON

Gerri stood outside the cell block of the precinct lockup, staring at the raving lunatic she now feared murdered Father Harry. Not only did she emerge from the cathedral to the sight of him whipping around a demon mask, one look at the blood and flesh caked saw told her what she needed to know.

And yet, could someone so screwed up actually pull his head together well enough to sneak into the second floor of a family home and, in under five minutes, subdue and saw off the privates of a priest without anyone knowing he'd been there? As the vagrant shrieked incoherently while jerking down the pants he'd been forced into by a pair of burly guards, Gerri doubted it. Especially when he grunted and strained, leaving a soft, steaming pile of his fragrant shit on the floor while wiggling his tongue at her.