Editing Back In The Harness
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I stepped clear of it and eyeballed the back wall of the building.<br><br> | I stepped clear of it and eyeballed the back wall of the building.<br><br> | ||
− | It was brick like the front and sides, in muted shades of tan and grey. The grassy verge wasn’t very wide, maybe seven or eight feet | + | It was brick like the front and sides, in muted shades of tan and grey. The grassy verge wasn’t very wide, maybe seven or eight feet. The wall was close enough to get spattered by blood during the attack. The pattern seemed consistent with that caused by a short knife or several short knives, like a hunting knife or switchblade. One swath of blood seemed consistent with a large blade, like a hatchet or a cleaver.<br><br> |
That gave me pause. A hatchet or a cleaver would leave a big hole in a victim, letting out a massive amount of blood. Looking at the struggle writ large in the rucked-up grass and mud, I could see the victim had been on the ground about four feet away from the rear wall of the building. So why wasn’t there more blood on the wall? I looked up again. <br><br> | That gave me pause. A hatchet or a cleaver would leave a big hole in a victim, letting out a massive amount of blood. Looking at the struggle writ large in the rucked-up grass and mud, I could see the victim had been on the ground about four feet away from the rear wall of the building. So why wasn’t there more blood on the wall? I looked up again. <br><br> |