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    Breathe– Chapter 30

    James nodded, and then added “Wild game.”

    “Like elk,” they both said simultaneously.

    Bette reached for the knife again and gripping it firmly felt the soft texture of the handle against her warm palm.

    As the knife settled comfortably in her hand she tried to feel what the killer felt as he approached his preyhis wild game.

    Is the knife already visible? Does she already know what’s in store for the delicate skin he’s been watching for weeks? Or is it hidden, and his victim is hoping or praying that she might somehow survive this encounter?

    Does he talk to them first? Does he tell them why, or does he let them take their last breath wondering what they had done to deserve such an end? Does he have a reason? Or is he just hungry and obsessed with the life and death power of the Gods?

    And suddenly, in a flash, Bette could see the shining blade ripping through Tina’s pale skin. She could hear the cold knife doing this man’s bidding as he finally found Tina and fulfilled every threat and promise he had made.

    James watched as Bette’s eyes suddenly filled with tears and she let the knife slip from her hand and fall harmlessly onto the stacks of paper on her desk.

    “Bette are you all right?” James asked confused by Bette’s reaction.

    Bette rested her head in her hands, wiping the tears from her eyes with her fingers.

    “I don’t know James. I don’t know if I will ever be all right again.” She looked up at him surprised by her own candor.

    “Bette, you’re exhausted,” he said in a kind, soothing voice. “You’ve been following this man for months and gone without sleep for days. And, you are trying to protect someone you love.” James finished softly.

    Bette looked up surprised by James’ choice of words. “It’s that obvious, huh?”

    James smiled. “Bette just being in the same room with you two, and a crime scene at that, has made me believe in romance. She loves you Bette,” he paused trying to decide if he should go on. “And, I’m guessing you love her.”

    Comments

    1. 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.

    2. 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

    3. 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.

    4. 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…

    5. 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

    6. 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.

    7. 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

    8. 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!

    9. 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.

    10. 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.

    11. 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.

    12. 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.

    13. 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.

    14. 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!

    15. 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.

    16. 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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