Riddle laughed.
“You see, I knew I made the right choice with you. Such an imagination. But seriously, no. No poisons. No monsters. Those are all in the past for you know. Now you just have me.” He gestured to the screen, palm up. “If you will? I’m sure you’ll be dazzled.”
Topher looked over his shoulder at the source of the glow. No heavy breathing came from that area, no foul stench, just the outline of the lead pipes and the metal support beams. Without signifying assent, he strode away from the monitor and around the side of the works in the middle of the floor.
A trophy case stood at the other end. It was about ten feet wide, with five shelves, reaching from floor to ceiling. Four lights shone from within, illuminating the contents and casting the green glow.
Human heads. On each
