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from their home in Bensenville all the way to a lonely spot on the Rock River, Sherri’s body wrapped in a tarp. He’d put several heavy rocks in with her and dumped her body in the river, making sure the tape was secure so the body would stay down.

  That had been seven months before. He’d been moving steadily ever since. He had the idea that, if he kept moving, whatever wolf had been loosed in that snug subdivision in Bensenville wouldn’t be able to find him.

  It had, though. Whether he was stopped for a couple days, or just one night, or even just passing through a town, it seemed the wolf found its way in. It didn’t matter if it was a man or a woman.

  Each time, it ended as it was ending even now, Bart Thomas thrashing about beneath him even as the last of Ed’s semen leaked in to the dying man’s rectum.

  Ed closed his eyes. He knew what he had to do. Like so many times before, too many to count, Ed got himself showered, dressed, then headed out to get what was necessary to dispose of another body.

  He hoped and prayed, driving to a feed store he remembered passing earlier in the day, the wolf might eat the body so he wouldn’t have to bury it. The wolf liked to kill.

  This time, thought, the wolf wasn’t hungry.

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