I left two dozen men. Are you telling me that they all left their post?” Ansell shook his head and sat down at his long dining room table. Lyod hated when he gave him that smile. It was like he was saying that Lyod was so stupid that he didn’t want to startle him into being violent. “What are you saying then?” “They’re dead. All of them. As for the girl, she’s gone too, but not dead, just…gone.” Lyod sat down hard. “When I had one of my men go over to finish her off, he called me to tell me that he’d found all their bodies. Some of them looked as if a wild animal had torn at them. The rest?” His shrug was not encouraging. “The rest were what?” Fear settled over him gently. He’d been afraid all of his career that he’d be caught at helping Ansell and thought that this was it. The Feds had come in and found his little side job. “Mutilated. Most of them had their throats ripped out. Two of them…well, let’s just say that identification of them will be next to impossible.
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