Taking the paper, Chris read the name. It was at that moment that the irony wasn’t lost on him.
Not.
One.
Bit.
Of course, this piece of shit defiled the one thing that Elizabeth held sacred. He’d gone after the one thing that would certainly put her over the goddamn edge into a full-on breakdown.
He stole her father.
‘Charlie LaRue.’
Tony was to the point.
“If that’s him…”
Chris already knew. Now, the injuries on the female set of remains made one hundred percent sense. The BFT to the left side of her body was indicative of being hit by a drunk driver in a car.
The impact would have killed her with the skull fracture, while causing fracturing throughout her body.
They not only had Charlie LaRue, but this piece of shit dug up Catherine LaRue too.
Elizabeth’s parents.
Yeah, this wasn’t going to go well. His wife was already on the edge as she was ready to fall off. Giving her this news…that was going to make her spiral.
Without a doubt.
“It makes sense,” Chris stated. “The sacraments. Marriage. He wasn’t talking about Elizabeth. He was talking about her parents. The remains were the clue. At some point, he dug up her parent’s bodies, and I’m going to say it was done a while ago.”
Tony agreed.
“The oxidation on the bones…he’s likely had them a good year.”
Of course, he would have planned ahead. He would have watched the cemetery where they were buried, and he would have gotten the timeline of when Elizabeth visited—which wasn’t often.
He loved a graveyard, and he loved digging people up for his sick little games.
This was possibly the sickest of them all.
He wasn’tThe Grave Robberfor nothing.
They might have been in the hands of the minister and his wife, but he would have wanted to dig them up personally, use their skulls, and find great amusement in that.
“I’m going to get a warrant to open their graves,” he said. “We have to keep this quiet.”
Seeing the conversation, of course, the two women in the locked room headed their way.
“What’s going on?” Chrissy asked.
Oh, it was best she not know.
“I don’t think…”
She pointed at him.
“You can tell me, or I can find out by asking the boss lady what’s going on.”
