Date: 2007-10-30 06:27 am (UTC)
A new animation had entered the man, visibly tensing him.

"A serial killer," Rakitin said carefully. "Ritualistic. A very specific kind of sickness. His targets are blond men."

With missing limbs.

The charred, twisted thing that had once been a man named Molokov. A pristine torso, the empty space where arms would have been spread as if in benediction. Nika, pulled out of sight in less time than it took to breathe.

Polya noted that the last thought didn't quite follow.
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