𝐇𝐎𝐖? : ̗̀➛ 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙

chapter 5

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vivienne's pov
January 21st, 11:13am

"-and the look on her face!" my twin sister, Willow, was telling bill a story from when we were younger. she had come into town for some appointments, and she asked to have lunch with us. bill and my sister get along quite well, surprisingly. my sisters girlfriend was there too, Elodie. she doesn't talk much tho.

i wasn't listening, i can't focus on anything but this case right now. i can't eat, i can't sleep. it's ridiculous. i'm staring outside one of the restaurant's windows — zoned out.

the number just keeps raising higher and higher, and yet we have not a single clue. and that's just so frustrating, how some sick and twisted person, filled with bloodlust, can just take over my mind like this. it's not fair, all of these lives, being taken and they just keep getting away with it each time. it's so frustrating,

i've lost count how many bloody bodies i've seen this month alone, just from this killer. how many wounds i've had to count, how many times i've had to figure out what happened this time, but it's always the same thing. this killer is very very good, i'll give them that. but hopefully not too good.

there is so many of these kills, i'm sure they are just random people the killer doesn't know. or some group this killer hates. but so far, none of these people have any connections. most of them are men, but i don't think that fact is important. for now atleast.

over all my years as a detective, but never seen so much stabbing in my life. yes, you stab someone and they die. but this — sometimes their bodies are barely recognisable. and it's horrible. whoever is doing this is a very horrible person, a psychopath if you will. i hope they get what they deserve.

"viv? vivienne?" i get snapped out my thoughts by my sister, saying my name.

"yes?"

"i asked you a question."

"oh sorry," i re-focus back into our conversation. "what is it?"

"i asked if you and bill might want to come out to the farm one time? might give you some time away from this place, maybe you could relax."

i look over at bill, and i only see good emotions in his face. so, i don't think he has any problems with that. "yes, we definitely will soon. we would love that." i reply, nodding my head.

"okay good, it's settled. you and Bill will come and spend the day with me and Elodie at the farm." my twin says excitedly, a big grin on her face. then the two go back to talking to whatever they were talking about.

i just can't get my mind off this stupid murder, and i hate that.

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