Avenging Angel by Bob Bois
Bob Bois is a horror writer living in the mysterious hills of Central Massachusetts. Many of the flash fiction pieces he posts on his blog, Sitting in Darkness, have grown into larger, more detailed stories that are being sent out for publication. Born and raised in Salem, MA, Bob is currently at work on a collection of short stories set in his hometown. Bob writes some very dark fiction, so if that’s not your cup of tea, head for the Sunday comics.
In this week’s Fiction Friday offering, State Police Lieutenants Linda Einhorn and Martin Sutherland are faced with a plethora of bodies, murder victims, left in the most unusual poses for a diabolical reason:
Linda reached for her vibrating cell phone on the nightstand. She didn’t need the ringer; she wasn’t sleeping well these days.
“What?” she mumbled.
“Linda, we’ve got another one.”
Linda sat bolt upright. “Like the others? You’re sure?”
“Propped up on all fours. Tail, mane – the works. This one’s extra special, though.”
Linda waited, her eyes wide. She looked at the photo of a young girl on the nightstand.
“For Chrissakes, Marty, spit it out. This isn’t a game show.”
“This one has…more accessories. Just get down here and see it.”
“It? These were people once, Marty. Have some fucking respect.”
You can find the rest of the story here.
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