Detective Cornelius Phlakkes looked at his partner. They were standing in front of a bathtub full of milk. Milk that held a dead woman’s body.
“How many is this Tony?”
“Six.” Answered Detective Katt. “Six in the last two weeks.”
“Whaddya think?”
Detective Katt exhausted a weary sigh and replied, “Gotta be a cereal killer.”
Posted on Wednesday, 26 May 2010
