9 Warren County, Virginia“I’ve never seen so much blood,” Sheriff Geller warned them. “It’s like a slaughterhouse in there.”
Maggie knew he was referring to the double-wide trailer that sat in the middle of the acreage.
“Smells like one, too,” he added.
Hard to believe. From outside Maggie thought the property looked like picturesque rural Virginia. A forest lined one side of the long driveway. Tall pine trees grew and climbed up the hill, standing so close together it was impossible to see between them. Less than a hundred feet away she could see a riverbank and the shimmer of rolling water.
Quiet and tranquil—the type of place people go to escape.
“Your deputies didn’t touch anything?” Cunningham asked.
Geller shook his head. “We didn’t go in. Saw enough from the doorway.”
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