Bradford POV
I rush upstairs with Devyn hot on my heels. I know exactly where room number 10 was located. Unfortunately, it was one of my favorite places to work off my frustrations.
Barging through the doors, I find Gabby hanging from the swing attached to the ceiling. The site before me almost had me gagging. Devyn rushed in and immediately began puking. She rushed out so the crime scene wouldn’t be tainted.
Gabby’s limp body hung there mutilated. The animal who did this is barbaric. There wasn’t an inch of her body that wasn’t beaten, slashed, or ripped apart. As a statement, the assailant had ripped out her tongue and stuck it on a hook.
“Devyn, go get Matthew.” I yelled knowing it sounded more like an order than anything else. I didn’t mean for it to come across that way, but I kn
