The Butcher's Theatre

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Genres: Fiction
Levi’s promptness was commendable. Within hours of the removal of the body to Abu Kabir, the necropsy findings were phoned to Daniel. But the pathologist might just as well have taken his time. The wounds on number three were identical to Fatma’s and Juliet’s, save for one bit of information that Daniel had anticipated: The killer had removed Shahin Barakat’s ovaries and her kidneys. Just as he’d done, ten years ago, to his third American victim. The Indian girl, Shawnee Scoggins. Shahin’s body had been found, dumped like garbage in a stand of eucalyptus, reeking of encroaching decay and menthol. Only meters from the police tow yard. Thumbing his nose at us. Shahin. Another pretty face preserved intact above the gaping neck wound. Nineteen years old, black hair lustrous, thick, and wavy. Dainty pierced ears, the earrings missing. But, unlike the other, married. The husband had been hanging around the Kishle substation for days, dogging the uniforms, begging them to find his wife.
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