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Randolph shoved his shoulder against the heavy door.
Rusted from weather, its hinges squawked loudly as the door swung open and
Randolph stepped inside the dimly lit hall. A series of tunnels snaked below
the hospital, leading to the boiler room, storage, and the morgue. He held out
his hand and took Jane’s, drawing her inside. He saw her grimace from the acrid
stench. “I’m sorry, the only ventilation comes from just above.” He pointed to
the small oval metal grids built into the foundation.
Paned gas lamps
illuminated the narrow corridor, casting odd shadows against the ghastly
water-stained walls. “You’re quite sure you still wish to go through with
this?” He offered her his kerchief to cover her nose. She accepted it and
nodded.
Unable to walk side by side, he walked ahead of her,
hoping this exercise would be enough to quell her curiosity. Then again, his
similar plan to use shock and fear hadn’t worked at the manor. He didn’t adhere
to the idea that the person sending her notes and the embankment murders were
related—or frankly, she’d be dead. His experience told him that whomever
committed these heinous crimes had no soul. He was a pathological killer with
no time for petty infatuations.
Still, she needed to see that this was no game.
Randolph would make sure of it. A visit to his world, where grisly remains had
to be inspected, where grieving families must be told that their loved ones
were dead, robbed, beaten. She’d witness firsthand this grim task of watching
good people fall apart, lost in the absence of answers, unable to understand
why. He wanted to impress on Jane the truth of reality and make her see the
horror of it, not just some idealized journalistic quest in her head.
