Bennett Barouch

The Killer in the Closet

“Tell me, Father, who would want to break in here? Some druggies, you figure?” The dusty floor of the tiny chapel showed the footprints of a single person, moving from a broken window on the right to an open cabinet built into the wall on the left. How dull was this cop to think this one set of footprints belonged to “some druggies” -- plural. And I had to marvel why the cop did not observe that the footprints only went up to the cabinet and then ended there. Where were the footprints leading back outside, or to a hiding place? Nowhere. The same nowhere in which this cop’s brain was presumably located.