Hello everyone! Sometime in March 2022, my hope is to have my new book published. Until then, however, I present to you Chapter 6 from my current book, Days of Revelation. I hope you like it!
Reggie’s dead body was discovered inside of his house around five o’clock the next morning. A female cousin of his went inside the house after she saw the front door halfway opened on her way to work. As soon as she saw his body lying motionless on the living room floor, she sprinted out of the house in a panic and called 911.
Twenty minutes later, the police and emergency responders arrived on the scene. It took the police an additional fifteen minutes to cordon the area. As soon as that was done, Detectives Kenneth Anderson and Raymond Walker came to the location to investigate.
The detectives walked past a small crowd of people standing near the road in front of the house. When they got to the front door, they analyzed the damage done to it and the bullet holes near the door jamb.
Once they got inside, they walked by the police officers in the kitchen questioning the cousin who discovered the body. The detectives flashed their badges towards the officers. One of them escorted the detectives to the living room.
The fifty-seven-year-old Anderson masked the disgust he felt looking at the blood and brain matter on the floor. He also saw a white powdery substance on the glass table near the couch.
“Cocaine,” Detective Walker said to his more experienced partner.
With latex gloves on, Anderson searched Reggie’s pockets. He found five hundred and sixty dollars on him in all twenty-dollar bills. Raymond grabbed the handgun that was on the couch and placed it on the table.
“Bag up the evidence after you take pictures of everything,” Anderson told the officers and the crime scene investigators.
“We have a second body in the master bedroom, sir,” one of the officers said.
“Show me where it is,” Raymond commanded.
The officer led the detective down the hallway to the bedroom. Once they got there, they noticed that the bed was moved, and clothes were all over the floor. A couple of opened dressers indicated that the perpetrator or perpetrators were looking for something.
Anderson saw the naked body of the second victim lying on the closet floor in a pool of blood absorbed by the carpet. He looked up at the built-in closet shelf and saw that the contents on it were scattered and unorganized. It also looked like something was missing, given the clear space amongst the items.
“What do you think they took?” Walker asked Anderson.
“Maybe drugs, maybe a weapon,” Raymond responded. “If whoever did this wanted money, they would have taken it off of Reggie after they killed him.”
A crime scene investigator walked inside the bedroom. “I need you to grab every piece of clothing that’s on this floor, especially if it’s women’s clothing,” Kenneth told the CSI investigator. “Grab that blanket, too.”
“No problem,” he replied.
The two detectives walked back to the kitchen to talk to the woman that discovered Reggie’s body in the living room.
“Ma’am,” Anderson said, “do you know if anyone had a problem with Reggie? Someone that might wanted to kill him?”
“I can’t think of anyone around here that wanted to kill him,” she responded.
“Why do you think that?” Walker asked with the sound of sarcasm in his voice.
“We’re family round here! It was probably one of those bastards from the Southside. They are back here every week starting some shit!”
“Can you specifically think of someone that might wanted to do him harm?” Anderson asked with a calm tone in his voice. He knew his partner’s question made her angry.
“No I can’t, but it could have been any one of them,” she said.
“Thank you, ma’am. If you find out something, can you please give us a call?” Anderson said as he handed her a card with his contact information on it.
The woman threw the card on the floor and said, “Y’all don’t care — y’all just going through the motions. Can I go now?”
“You can go,” he said as he looked at her in disappointment.
She walked out of the house toward the crowd that was now causing a commotion outside.
“Let’s wrap this up,” Walker said to the officers and crime scene investigators. The detectives left the house and headed toward the crowd standing near the road. The light from the rising sun now illuminated above the trees across the street.
The detectives stood near the police officers who were standing by the road to address the crowd. “My name is Detective Kenneth Anderson. Did anyone see or hear anything last night?”
“You know what happened here, pig!” one of the men in the crowd yelled.
“What y’all do to my cousin?” another person shouted.
Three additional officers positioned themselves in front of the crowd.
“Please calm down — we’re just trying to find out what happened,” Detective Walker said.
“I don’t know nothing,” a young man said. “You better find out what happened to my boy.”
“Black lives matter!” a woman screamed. Some of the people in the crowd repeated what she said.
“If you hear anything, please let us know,” Anderson said before handing his card to an older lady in the crowd.
“Let’s go,” Walker said as three more police cars drove up to the scene.
As the detectives walked towards their vehicle, a police officer announced to the crowd on a bullhorn, “Please disperse! We need you to back away, so we can clear the area!”
“Somebody better tell me what happened to my boy, Reg!” a man in the crowd yelled.
“This is your last warning!” the officer yelled. “Please clear the scene, or you will be arrested!”
A teenager went up to the officer with the bullhorn and cussed at him. The officer hit him with the bullhorn and took him to the ground with the assistance of another officer. The remaining officers, now donning gas masks, threw tear gas into the crowd. Some officers took out their batons and went toward the crowd to force them to leave the scene. A few people in the crowd ran, while the ones that remained scuffled with the police officers.
Cain observed the chaos from his bedroom window. He went back to his mother’s house at one o’clock that morning. The only people he saw on the street at that time were two drug-addicted prostitutes looking for potential customers. So far, it seemed like he had gotten away with murder.
Look! The police have no idea that you were involved. They probably think it’s somebody in the crowd. Now, the next thing we need is a car.
“My mom has a car,” Cain said in a soft whisper.
We need a different car! Before we do that, we’ll wait for these cops to leave. Then we need to find out where the mayor is going to be next.
“Do I have to kill him? He seems like a good person.”
He must die because he is evil. He works for Satan and he secretly wants to destroy us all.
“Okay, okay — I will do it,” Cain confirmed to the voice inside his head. He looked back outside through his bedroom window. He saw four people in handcuffs being placed in the back of police cars. He also saw EMTs carrying what looked like two body bags out of Reggie’s house.
Lay low. If anyone asks, act like you don’t know anything. Just relax — you’re going to be busy in the next couple of days.
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