I Am Chosen

latex gloves. CSIs had gone through and photographed the scene. Both Kacey a

being detained. Trying to get cuffs on her was an interesting challenge, given that her crippled left hand

he station, she had uttered not a peep. During that

withdrawn the dead man's driver's license from a wallet in his pocket. He

he cast her beam next on the DVD player in the entertainment center, and th

unted approving

ection of DVDs on the shelf against the far wall. The

at Rhonda doesn��t fit th

this guy and isn't a complet

ye sockets of Carl White. "One, she isn't the real killer�� or two, there's a differenc

others," Kacey said, "but there was sure as he

d, "she told me that Declan came into the Milestone building and took something from his of

e Desperado poster. Antonio Banderas' head was bowed as if in prayer, resting against the barrel of

id Declan came and got the rock night before la

rview room. She had been advised of her rights and still had both sets of cuffs on, and she still

table and Hollis leaned against the wall in the corner, arms folded. T

n, "Carl Kane was

p of the table, the left looking like something

he was dead?

es

ow he died?" K

him," Rhonda said w

asked

t see me, not yet. It took a while for Carl to

nce, then Hollis spoke: "H

n. I tread the ever-waking dream on

rugged. A moment later he asked: "Did you

iled fain

acey asked, leaning b

short, quiet laugh.

. The woman stood, pulled the table toward her, away from Kacey's legs, then shoved it

isted over the round, tapered table leg. There was a groaning of metal and then a snap. Bolts flew as the leg broke free. Hollis had reached over the

g it as Rhonda turned and whipped the leg into Kacey's hand, sendi

ip into her mouth, backed up against the wall, and pitched forward, dropping all her weight onto the leg base and shoving the foot of it through the back of her throat. It exi