You arrive at the crime scene in the soybean field. Upon getting out of the car you are suddenly hit with a strong smell.
Instantly thousands of images enter your mind.
You can see a man and a woman. You can see a farm house. You watch the grisly murder take place after days of torture.
Quickly you get back into the car and take off, spraying the Deputy with gravel.
"Psh, Rookie."
The drive to the farmhouse was quick. It was simply on the other side of the field.
You burst into the house, climb the stairs, and see the old man laying dead on the floor. The door splinters and tears off its hinges when you throw your shoulder into it.
Standing off to the side near a dresser was a young man, staring into the mirror.
Without thinking you draw your service revolver and empty all six rounds into the boy's body, splattering the mirror with a fine spray of scarlet blood.

The End

bastards.