Speaking of the devil…
Ivan was beside her, and he had two guns out, one in each of his hands. He was not fucking around and finding out. He wanted to see his wife and kids again.
As she pushed open the door, the smell hit her first. Yeah, this was going to be ugly.
So, she braced for it.
“You might not want to see this, Ivan,” she warned.
Yeah, well, he didn’t, but he wasn’t making her do this alone.
“I’m good,” he said.
It couldn’t be any worse than the bloody free-for-all he’d seen in combat.
So, he’d stick.
Moving into the cabin, she focused onEVERYTHING. If he left clues, she needed to collect them on this sick and twisted scavenger hunt of crazy before they locked this place down.
Moving toward the door that would be the bedroom, she saw the blood on the doorknob.
Yeah, no.
She was not getting blood on her hands. She knew why he wanted her to do that, and she wasn’t falling for it.
That was a bridge too far even for her soul.
Kicking the door open, it flung back, and she was assaulted by what had once been Rayna RunningWolf.
She was in the bed, and he’d had a field day with her. She was naked, there were bruises on her thighs, and bite marks all over her. She was burned, cut, and tortured.
She was cut apart, brutalized, and decimated in a rage that could only be described as something from the deepest pits of Hell.
“Oh, Jesus Christ,” Ivan said, crossing himself.
And he wasn’t even Catholic.
That said it all.
Elizabeth could honestly say that this was one of the top five most brutal scenes she’d ever seen.
And she knew why.
It was a combination of her old cases. The missing eyes, the mutilation of her genitalia, the brutality…
She’d seen this work before, and he was telling her that he had her old case files.
They’d been right.
She tapped her com.
“Go to her police car. GetANYTHINGthat we can take with us. I didn’t see a purse or bag inside the cabin. She might have given us something we can use to find him. We’ve got the inside.”
Raphael’s voice came over the com.
“Copy.”
As she stood there, she saw the eyes on the nightstand, and they weren’t Rayna’s. They were the wrong color. She had brown eyes, and those looked to be green.
