"What do you mean, he escaped?"
"I mean, after I fired the gun, he just kind of disappeared..."
"Why did you fire the gun?"
"He committed murder. I was--"
"Did you see him commit the murder?"
"Well no, but--"
"Then you violated the law, and you can be tried."
I turn off my long-distance microphone and back away from the outside wall of the interrogation room.
I am David Hunt, an ironic name considering my status as a bounty hunter. I find criminals and turn them in, mostly. Today, it looks like I'm gonna find myself a serial killer.
The strangest part is that he always used a knife, and the stab wounds weren't enough to actually kill the victims. Also, he was caught in a hospital, visiting random patients in serious condition. Not a pattern of life you'd typically expect of a serial killer.
Why did he do what he did? Who knows. As long as he's around, people won't be safe. Also, I have a gun. Don't bring a knife to a gunfight, I think to myself.
I put on my sunglasses and walk away.
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The Death Brothers
AvventuraA collab between my and Fangedpen. We write the story from the perspective of two separate characters, alternating chapters to handle alternating perspectives. I'm writing the even numbered chapters. Let's go!
