03-03-2009, 11:25 PM
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Well, at least something had finally gotten through the thick foreigner's skull. Onus watched solemnly as the wolf scrambled out of the lighthouse as fast as he could. The coyote took a deep breath of the foul air. Now he could finally get some work done without that fool hovering over his shoulder babbling nonsense. A blind man could have seen that what he was doing was investigating this murder. That he was trying to figure out who had done it. The wolf should have been thanking him instead of being a quivering obstacle. No matter. The nuisance was gone now. The vigilante stayed in the room searching the bodies and the scene until the sun dipped below the horizon. He found a few splintered pieces of wood that did not belong to anything in room. None of the floorboards were cracked or missing and all of the wooden fixtures on the wall were intact. Perhaps he had broken a weapon he had been using during the slaughter. It made sense that they would have had at least one weapon. From looking around, he was fairly certain that it had been the work of one person, not more. While brutal, the killings had been fairly uniform. That usually meant they had been committed by the same hand. Maybe they had come upon the group in the dark when the others couldn't see. Or the villain had tied them up and murdered them one at a time. Unfortunately the smell of death overtook any other that might have been helpful. Onus pushed his collar up around his neck as he walked outside of the lighthouse. He had left everything in more or less the same place. He might need to come back here to search for more clues. Maybe once he had had more time to think he would be able to piece this all together more easily. Having done all he felt he could at the time he headed back off in the direction of Halifax.  |