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    Breathe– Chapter 30

    Story written on August 22, 2005 by Sox1.
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    Bette starts to pull the pieces together

    “So, the mold worked?” Bette asked as she reached towards the sharpened blade in front of her. She hesitated, almost feeling as is she were reaching out to touch the killer himself, and then carefully picked up the knife in both hands.

    With her right hand on the handle and the sharpened hook resting in the pad of her left forefinger, she held the knife up and started to slowly twist it in her hand, observing every detail, memorizing every line, somehow knowing she would see this object again, but in much different setting.

    “The mold worked.” James confirmed not sure of the emotions he watched play across Bette’s beautiful yet distracted face. “Bette?” he asked quietly, trying to determine where she had just gone.

    Bette swallowed hard as a sense of the inevitable reached inside her chest and gripped her heart, causing shallow breaths and her pulse to beat more rapidly from the moment she touched the shining blade.

    Finally responding to James questioning gaze she asked in a quiet voice, “What is it? I’ve never seen anything quite like this.”

    James nodded, still wondering what was at work behind Bette’s dark eyes. “You weren’t too far off on the gutting thought,” James started, waiting to see if Bette was listening.

    “It’s called a hook blade. It’s not meant to be used in a,” he paused, not sure of how to proceed. He reached for the knife. “May I?” he asked as he took the blade from her hands.

    Bette watched closely as James continued. “It’s not meant to be used in a stabbing motion.” He gripped the knife in the palm of his hand and made quick up and down movements with his arm.

    “That’s why it was impossible to immediately identify the shape of the knife. The hook,” he motioned towards the rounded end of the blade “destroyed the travel path.”

    “The hook is flat and extremely sharp on the inside. It’s designed to slide along the belly of a carcass,” he made a gentle up and down sweeping motion, “and the shape of the blade allows you to cut through the skin and muscle without puncturing the intestines.”

    “It’s used on game?” Bette said more as a statement rather than a question.

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    6. sox YES your back. sure have missed intelligent conversation. heehee. love this story, love the dialogue, cant wait to hear your thoughts about all of this story one day. you are too good to us. a chef. oh a cliffy. sure hat ethose. cant wait for another. please, with sugar on top!!! thank you.

    7. errr…what is it with you writers and leaving us hanging…like some chunk of meat on a hook….walking away laughing thinking how were are now dying to see the next chapter…..This is driving me nutty, just nutty!!! I had been holding my breathe… waiting for your next installment..thankyou for it..but pls..another and soon…tks

    8. Not a hunter???? Possibly a butcher or a chef? Who knows, maybe he is a game warden or works for the US Forest Service. Oh the possibilities. Grrat story.

    9. Welcome back Sox and thanks for another great chapter….

      I knew there was going to be a cliffy, so I am not even going to vent my frustrations about it….lol

      Please post again soon…

    11. I just read all the chapters today, very different from all the bette & tina begginings, it’s really good and suspencefull. I love it, please continue

    12. Hey Sox, don’t know how I missed the chapter previous to this one. But it was great being able read them both at once. You know, I was beginning to suspect techno, or whatever his name is. I mean, all the details about him. But, I’m just grabbing at anything. I can’t think make a connection with the knives. But, another great chapter, as usual. Certainly got my stomach in knots and my mind trying to think like a detective.

    14. You are a tease also. Are you all taking lesson on being a tease and cliff hanging. Could it be someone that works in a deli. Everyone has an opinion. thanks

    16. He’s a Baker? WEIRD! AHHH! I’m never going to get coffee or bread again! Well, at least I’ll be skinny and hydrated. . .hmmm. .HAha, this is truly one of my favorite stories. . PLEASE post again soon!

    24. Sox, yet another chapter that is extraordinary!

      Who knew there was so much to elk tags?? You provided me with an amazing amount of detail, without it becoming overwhelming. I found myself wanting to delve deeper…wanting to find the connection that would link the killer.

      James is such a good man. He is intense like Bette, but without the same emotional investment. I imagine that he is effected far more than he ever lets on.

      Again, the way you introduced the mold of the knife into the story. Genius. The tension that Bette feels when holding the knife leapt off of the page. It was as if I too, was viewing a 3-D picture of the weapon. The description of both the knife and Bette’s reaction to it brought it even more fully to life.

      Your gift for making this such a physical story to read is astounding. My shoulders slump when Bette is tired, my eyes burn from reading reports, my hands shake when touching such a lethal weapon, my breath catches when I discover yet another clue to the killer and my heart races when Tina says Bette’s name. I am rarely left speechless, but I do believe that I am running out of words to truly express how engrossing I find this story.

      Could the killer be a taxidermist? Work in a slaughter house that takes care of game animals for hunters? A veterinarian? A sculptor working in clay that makes statues of animals? You get my mind working overtime with each and every chapter.

      You started me on this stuff. At first I thought I would be able to stop anytime I wanted. No longer the case. I am hooked, totally. I need another hit…soon. Please.

    25. Sox, glad your back with an update on one of my favorite stories. I’m going with either a butcher or chef. But, OMG always we gotta hang. Come know that moment is coming.

    27. Another good one, Sox. I’m just sitting back and watching the pieces come together and trying not to get too nervous. It’s good nervous though. Really.

    29. OK now I’m not sure what you have planned for the killer to be but- I know forsure butchers use both those knifes. I have a scar on my left hand from playing with the knife with the hook when I was a kid. My grandfather and all my uncles are butchers. Just reading your description of the knife brought back memories. I can tell you first hand how sharp and fast that knife is. It cuts through bone.

    30. i knew you’d make it someone unexpected. i haven’t been able to guess but my guess is someone close, someone who can follow the case development unnoticed. can’t wait for your next update.

    31. It’s kind of hard to follow your track of mind…but that is what makes this story so great. I don’t have any clues about who the killer might be…except what you gave us…that he works or collects knives. Great job and please continue revealing this mystery. Kiitos!

    33. ok I had to come back, a few things I have to ask you. So are the shoes you talked about in the begining of the story work related?? And what is captian benson first name?? Also I’m thinking more about the knives. the hook knife it’s sounding kinda small in your story. If I remember right my grandfather’s was 6in long and maybe 3in wide. So the one your talking about is smaller, so then I was thinking does it have anything to do with woodworking?? Or there is another hook knife used on flooring and then i have seen the grape pickers use a hook knife also that is small. Well maybe I should just stop thinking and let you write the story LOL your doing a fucking awesome job and I love this story.

    37. sox – you are brilliant – so many different kinds of details and the layers of emotion wrapped around it all. How do you find time to write when you are supposed to be celebrating? Awesome. I wait patiently, your b(iggest) fan

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