That was what she was waiting for to make sure they weren’t being dicked around.
Don’t get her wrong, she loved a good dicking, but she preferred it to be by her husbands, and not a killer—screwing her over.
She clued him in.
“Unfortunately, that’s not odd for this killer. That’s the norm.”
Franklin grimaced upon hearing that. It was clear he’d not considered how it happened. Well, it wasn’t like he was using an object to prove a point.
Devon was a sicko.
“So, he’s…”
She nodded.
“Well, that’s disgusting.”
Yeah, well, Devon was about as sick as they came. There was no doubt in Elizabeth’s mind that the nun was dead before he did the damage to her and the other women’s bodies.
He hated females that much.
Well, that and someone couldn’t get it up without a dead body in his midst, apparently.
“How did she die?” she asked. “What do we have for COD and TOD?”
The man flipped, and as he did, Elizabeth was making notes to go into her drive.
He shared.
“Suffocation. I found bruising around her throat and ruptured vessels in her lungs. Her eyes were missing, so I couldn’t check for hemorrhaging there.”
She wasn’t shocked.
Instead of saying anything, she let the man continue.
“She was bound, since there were vicious abrasions around her wrists. When he took out her organs, the bleeding would have been horrific. The uterus holds a good deal of blood, especially if a woman is of childbearing age.”
No shock there.
“Can we tell if she was alive when he took out her uterus, or her eyes?” she asked.
He nodded.
“I can for the eyes. There was profuse hemorrhaging in the sockets. As for the uterus, I can’t. There’s normally a lot of blood there and cutting into it…it would already be bloody.”
Well, she’d take what she could get.
From what it sounded like, her corpse humper was getting spicy. It appeared he’d moved on to abduction, binding, and torturing.
Well, that wasn’t good for anyone else he took. Elizabeth really had to hope and pray that the stop to helpThe Huntersdidn’t give that sicko time to find new victims.
Only, her gut knew the truth.
It likely had.
“How about the other two women?” she asked, wanting to get this done.
Doctor Monroe flipped to another page.
