“Mary,” Tobias says, “if you lawyer up, you won’t have a chance to tell your side of the story and—”
“You heard him,” Mary says. “I’m not speaking anymore.”
Tobias glances back at me. I shake my head. There’s nothing we can do with her lawyer here. He is her new God.
* * *
“Who do you think Mary meant when she kept talking about The Son?” I ask Tobias as we sit down at our desks.
“…I thought you would know, of all people,” he says, raising any eyebrow. “She meant Jesus.”
“I know that’s what it usually means,” I say. “But it would seem like she would just say Jesus or God…she always said The Son. And God is Jesus. God is the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, but she talked like God was different from The Son.”
“I don’t know, Lauren,” he says. “She’s clearly suffering from delusions, so I don’t think the linguistics matter. Unfortunately, that means she might be able to get off with an insanity defense. It could have been her accomplice, but that seems a bit blasphemous. She probably has schizophrenia that happens to manifest as Jesus.”
He pulls up his shirt to check his wound. He got patched up when Mary did, although he’d been in a hurry the whole time to get back to the police station in order to, in his words, “nail her to the wall.”
“What about the fact that she said she didn’t kill Jackson?” he asks. “Don’t you think that’s weird? She confessed to the other murders, which were much more gruesome.”
“Well, we never did find an accomplice and it would explain how she carried the bodies to the church and the cemetery,” I say, tapping my pen against my lips. “We’ll get her to confess somehow.”
Tobias’s phone rings. He picks it up.
“This is Detective Rodriguez.”
As he listens to the call, I uncap my pen and doodle on a heart on one of his pieces of paper.
“Jesus. Okay. We’ll be right there. What’s the address?”
I hand him the pen and he jots down some directions.
“Thanks. Don’t touch anything.”
He hangs up and turns to me.
“What?” I ask.
“Well, either there’s an accomplice or a copycat,” he says. “They found a body on a kid’s baseball field. He’s nailed to a cross.”
You bring darkness, it becomes night, and all the beasts of the forest prowl. -Psalm 104:20.
And the beasts have indeed come out to feast.
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