Forever yours. Reader x Ghostface (dbd)

Chapter 38

Danny's POV

I left (Y/n) at the house while I went to work. I was much more relaxed when we moved there. I had to take a couple days off from work. I didn't want her to move anything that was too heavy for her. When I got to the office, I could see the silence there. They were still sad because of Emily, even some of them really didn't like her. I look towards Liam only to see that he was white as a ghost as he was looking at some photos.

"Morning Lester! Is there something wrong?" I question him but he just looks at me with a scared look on his face. "There is another one Olsen." His voice was almost shivering while I could see the raw fear in his eyes. "Another of what?" I was confused what he was talking about. He turns to look at the photos before he picks one of them and hands it over to me. I could see that the picture was facing away from me which made me curious. I take it and turn it around only to be shocked.

There was a picture of a body which had their eyes dug out. His mouth was twisted in a horrified scream on his face while I could see that there was something inside of it. Flesh maybe? His face was almost ripped off from his face while the rest of his skin was full of cut and bruises. There was even a hole right in the middle of his forehead. His guts were spilled around the floor and I could even see his heart poking out from the hole in his stomach. But there was something even more disturbing.

Next to him was standing a figure of a man. Their outfit was black as night and probably leather. They were keeping the body up from its hair while they stood there like they were posing for some painting. His mask was something similar to me but it looked to be more angry and it was silver. The eyes were sharp like they were angry while there were sharp paints for teeth but the mask's mouth was still black. There was even horns on the mask which made it look like a demon. What made it look even more disturbing was that the mouth part was covered in blood. It was like he had eaten the body. The masks nose was similar like mine but it was separated in two symmetrical holes.

I could feel my blood boil. Someone was my copy cat! "Who is he?" I look at Lester who only shrugs his shoulders- "I heard that some people call him the Butcher but I'm not sure if they are going to keep that as his name." He looks at other photos and I could see that this bastard took photos of himself like I did! How dare he come in my territory?! "Boss said that some new guy will talk with us about all of these murders. I think he works for the FBI. He wanted to talk with you."

I look at him again and I can't help but to be little nervous. Police sure, I can do it but I don't think an agent is as easily fooled as those idiots. "Okay. Can you tell me when he arrives here?" He looks at me for a moment before he points at our boss' door. "He's already here. He was talking with Baker for now." I nod as I look at the closed door. I go to sit on my own desk and go through the papers while I waited.

Soon the door opened while I heard some laughter. I turn to look at a man that was dressed like a business man even when there was a badge on his hip. This man had little curly hair, strong jaw which had little stubble. He had dark eyes and perfect teeth. I could hear the office ladies start to whisper about him which made me annoyed. Sure, they were leaving me alone but I didn't like this man. He seemed to be young to be an agent.

My boss, Baker, points at me which made him turn to look at me. He nods to Baker before he starts to walk over to me. "Hello there sir. You must be Jed Olsen, right?" I heard his southern accent but I quickly keep that in mind. I stand up and nod. I offer him my hand with a smile. "I am! Nice to meet you mister?" He laughs and shakes my hand. "I'm Henry Walker. No need to call me mister so just say Walker."

I nod as I measure his strength. He had a firm grip. I could see that his posture was perfect. He seemed to muscular but I wasn't sure. Maybe Ghostface could still kill him? "Believe me. The pleasure is on my side." He lets go of my hand before he takes a notebook and a pen. "Sorry, I need to write some things down." I nod and lean to my desk. "Sure go ahead. What do you want to know?"