Page 4 of Reaping Demons


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Odd. I’d not see the Grim Reaper taking the bodies with him.

Police officers came running with guns out, shouting, “Hands up! No sudden moves.”

Despite knowing I wasn’t a criminal, I shot those babies in the air.

A man in a suit came striding through the people in blue uniforms aiming their weapons at those of us looking shell-shocked on the sidewalk. The rugged-looking suit ignored the fact the rain soaked his jacket and plastered his hair as he planted hands on his hips and stared at the bodies.

It took him a second before he bellowed, “What the fuck happened here? Anyone see?”

Someone across the street in her housecoat yelled, “It was racoons! I knew there was something shifty about them.”

Yet another person hollered, “Probably the Nazis.” The go-to excuse for any depraved crime that people couldn’t fathom.

The detective—had to be, given the way he waved officers to question those who’d offered answers—crouched by the body of the homeless guy just as a female in uniform approached me. “Who are you? Why are you here?” she barked.

“I’m Sadie. Sadie Butler. I work here.” I inclined my head to the store at my back with its sign, Crack Kitchen Housewares. According to my boss, Enzo, people couldn’t resist weird and unique kitchen gadgets, hence the crack part.

“Are you armed?”

“No.”

Officer Perez, according to her badge, eyed me suspiciously before saying, “You can put your hands down. Mind if I ask you some questions?” Before I could answer, she continued. “Did you see anything?”

The reaper’s warning about not talking about what happened ran through my head. It made sense, because the story sounded crazy; however, it was the cops asking. They arrested people for lying. I blurted out, “Sewer aliens.”

Officer Perez blinked at me. “Er, what?”

Rather than repeat myself, I mumbled, “The things that attacked those people came from the sewer.” I pointed to the hole across the street. The grate still sat to the side of it.

“Rats did this?” she asked as if to clarify.

I wished I could say yes. Instead, I had to mutter, “I don’t know what they were. They were hairless and could walk on two legs.”

Her brows lifted. “Oh. I see.”

“It’s true,” I hastened to add, seeing as how she didn’t believe me. “I got a video of it.” I reached for the phone in my pocket.

She jerked back a step, put a hand on the butt of her gun, and barked, “Hands where I can see them.”

“I was just going to grab my phone so I can show you.” I withdrew my hand, holding my cell.

“Let’s see.” She didn’t move her fingers from her gun as I entered my passcode and then poked at my folder for media, the first thing on there being the video. I tapped it, and as it began to play, I flipped it around for her to see.

As she leaned in for a look, the screen did a weird flash with bright colored lines before it died.

“No.” I snatched it close and shook it as if that would fix it. My lips turned down. “I think it got too wet.”

“Forget the video for now. You saw the attack?” Perez questioned.

I nodded.

“We’ll need you to come to the precinct to answer some questions.”

“Must I?” I grimaced. “I mean I don’t know what those things were that attacked those people, other than they weren’t human.”

“And you’re sure they weren’t rats?”

“Very sure.” I’d have nightmares about those savage freaks.

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