Forgotten Pride

Greenskin: Chapter four

Chapter four: Don’t Trust Anyone

The body is fresh. It’s probably only been there since midnight. The murderer must be nearby. He couldn’t have gone really far. Once again, the forensic team of scientists can’t find anything.  Ken scratches the back of his neck, hoping to find some answers besides what he already knows. It’s strange, though. “Greenskin’s” latest victim wasn’t totally butchered like the others. Not that his death wouldn’t have been painful, but all that is noticeably visible this time is a stab wound. Ken at last notices an officer that runs over to him with what seems to be important information. Some kind of page, he guesses.

The cop looks worried, as if he’d seen hell itself. Ken notices that he is panting like an unfit dog. The officer immediately flips the page and places it directly into the old cop’s hand. He suddenly becomes dizzy, as if stunned by a horrible sight. The page reads: “Who’s most important to you, Ken?”

He hurries over to his car as fast as he can…not thinking…not knowing. He starts the car almost before he even has time to close his door. Soon enough, he is already on his way. His phone rings. Under the usual circumstances, he wouldn’t use his phone whist driving, but he needs to know if it’s his family calling. He immediately takes his phone out of his pocket and hurriedly answers the caller.

“Hello?” he answers, out of breath.

“M-mister Ken?” asks the caller.

“Nate?” he retorts. “Are you guys okay? Is anybody there?”

“No, sir…just us.”

“That’s good. I’ll be there in just a minute. Please tell the guys to pack their stuff. You guys might be in danger.”

“I know they’re in danger, Mr Ken, but before you go, may I please tell you something?

“Yeah, Nate. Anything.”

Nate chuckles strangely in the phone, like his breathing inwards whilst doing so, maybe even crying a bit: “You’re so gullible.”

Nate puts the phone down. Ken can still feel his sick laughter ringing in his head. This…this can’t be happening.

No.