A Matter of Blood

Instead, like Cass, it was just tired - but when those firms stepped across the line and let their business affect the ordinary world of the nine-to-fivers, then he felt his blood rise and the policeman in him came to life. In the period between her death and her discovery, the fly eggs inserted into her eyes had hatched successfully. Rain started to fall outside, but within the house the steady drip of thick blood on leather was louder, even though no fresh stains appeared on Christian’s shoes. His fingers were paler now, as if death were finally taking hold of the apparition.