Page 33 of Voodoo Burning


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“I do too. Exactly like you’ve just described,” Dominique murmurs.

The sergeant’s abrasive voice cuts through mine and Dominique’s connection. “You think we’ve got a psychotic religious fanatic our hands?”

Dominique replies. “It’s obvious there’s a religious connection, or he wouldn’t have chosen the church. And yes, I believe it goes further, we believe it goes further than just being linked to The Deadly Sins. There’s more.” She turns to face me.

“What’s the more?” the sergeant barks.

Looking back at him, she answers, “He’s preparing for Lent. He’s getting ready for Ash Wednesday, so you’re going to have three more murders within the week.”

“Goddammit!” He slams his hand on the desk.

Dominique stands, and I follow her lead. “I need to examine the symbols, Sergeant. I have a feeling the killer’s going to start telling us things. I just need to figure out what they are, now that he knows I’m working the case.”

He rakes a hand through his thinning hair, and it’s no wonder he’s lost some of it over the years. “Be careful, Detective. I don’t want you out there alone.”

I open the door for her but reply to the sergeant’s comment. “She’s not alone. She’s got me.”

He glares at me, and I swear there’s an accusation in his eyes.

I want to want to wipe that look from his face. But I can’t. Because ever since the killer marked her at my house, I can’t shake the feeling that I’m somehow responsible.

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