Chapter 1

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Mike had seen a lot of shit in his life but this was the home run the two adults lay on the carpeted living room floor blood pooled around their bodies, their rib cages separated. Mike turned away and took a deep breath. He signaled for the coroner's office to come in and clean up his department had already checked everything and had items go in for fingerprint testing. Mike stepped out of the house and got in his cruiser. He turned the car into gear and headed back to the station. When Mike got to his office he sat at his desk and looked over the victim's files. They seemed like normal folk he saw that they had a son named Ricker Morgan but he was reported to be in San Andres about 200 miles away. Mike thought about calling the FBI but decided to wait. He was praying that it was just an accident or some messed-up street gangsters. He told himself this over and over again but he doubted it was true he closed up his office and headed home.

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