Wolfhook slit open the belly of his latest victim; starting at the navel, working his way up. Intestines erupted from the cavity and spilled on to the shag carpet. Suddenly the dark room was illuminated with red and blue lights. The cops were outside. Wolfhook saw the cell phone on the floor beside the dead woman, and cursed loudly.

“Come out with your hooks up!” a voice came through the megaphone. Wolfhook put his overcoat and tophat back on, and realizing his defeat, stepped outside. The cops forced the wolf to the ground and tried to cuff him, but the cuffs kept sliding off.

They hauled Wolfhook down to the station to fingeprint him. Wolfhook shoved his hook in the ink and made a big blob on the paper. They gave the wolf some prison garb and locked him in a cell. Wolfhook was in jail…

To Be Continued…