XXXVI
The man in blue approaches the vehicle and singles to the other man in blue that he’s arrived, asks, “What do we have here?” and the other man in blue gives a slight smirk before replying, “Same old same old.”.
“Lovers quarrel?”
“Maniac”
The two men look over the dead body, shake their heads in dissatisfaction.
“bet none of these people even hurt a fly” the first man in blue says, and the other just nods in agreement before stepping back and away from the body. The smell of blood is still strong, the car’s hood is smeared in it. The air’s growing colder by the minute, the two men in blue turn away from the scene while another man wearing thin plastic gloves places a bright blue button with the word happiness scribbled on it into a plastic bag. “Jesus” the man in blue says, “Jesus.”
