It was almost 8p.m. and the sky was dark with the stars shining bright. It was a rare occasion in Haston city to see a night sky filled with stars. Bruce looked up in a daze as he drove home from work.
It had been a very tiring day for him and the department. Just this morning another victim had been discovered in the city and the situation had gotten worse. The media said all sort of things they knew nothing about.
He drove gently and stopped at the traffic light for a few seconds. Frankly he would be scared too. The period between each murder was getting shorter and shorter as if the killer was mocking at the police for their failed efforts and showing off that he could do more.
