Chapter 40

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Anna

Anna walked up to the condo. She glanced down at the manila folder in her hand.

Meredith Allen, 25 year old waitress had been found dead by her landlord. She had been found in pieces; according to the eyewitness reports she had stolen from the police, it looked like an animal attack. No evidence of any crime having been committed beyond the torn apart body.

She knocked on the door. A middle aged African American woman opened up.

"Hi, my name is Jane Brontë, I'm an intern at the Tribune. Do you mind if I take a look around? Take some photos? My boss missed a few things and well, the editor is furious." She smiled apologetically. The landlady ate her act up.

"Sure you can. The alarm company boys are in there right now, but I'm sure it's fine." Anna smiled again and followed her up the stairs to the small condo.

"Thank you." She stepped in. Two men were hovering over the carpet, both with their backs to the door. One was busy tearing tape and sticking it down.

'Alarm company my ass.'

"You ever seen that symbol before?" The taller one asked in a very familiar voice. Anna smirked as she silently crept closer.

"Never." Dean's deep voice answered. Anna peered between them. There was a sigil in black masking tape that connected the dots of blood on the floor, it looked like an ornate letter Z with a circle in the center. She speaks up, causing the brothers to jump.

"I have."

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