“She said she saw two eyes staring out at her. So we got a little closer. I couldn’t see anything at all.” Simon pauses to breath. ” I thought it was a dog or something.”
Simon looks back to the brush pile. His right hand drawn tight against a pounding chest.
“It was black…. I think. It all happened so fast.” Simon’s voice fails as his eyes cloud with tears.
“Then she was gone. We know the story. But you still didn’t answer how you could lose an arm and how she could disappear leaving nothing but blood.” Detective Mills looks around the scene. “It’s like she was slaughtered. And you have no idea what did this in broad daylight?! Why if you had both arms!”
“I’m telling you she saw two eyes.” Simon starts again.