Michael turned up the radio to muff the wailing, he couldn't reach the destination soon enough, each second that passed made his anger ferment and he was brimming with a rage he feared would make his heart stop.
He gripped onto the steering wheel tightly and stabbed the accelerator with his foot, he needed to silence him, fast. Dust rose from the open plain field as the wheels scrapped into the dry soil. It's been five years since he's driven in these secluded fields, but he's never forgotten them. Here, five years ago, a heinous murder took place, they found the body by chance before it was shredded by scavengers, ravenous wild animals. That was the first homicide case that stuck with him, that gave him sleepless nights. He had never seen such an ugly, messy corpse, battered, marre
