Kirstyn Messick

The Mantis

The sky cries, wet and humid. I’m making my way through the crime scene, wondering how the hell something like this happened and I never noticed. How was this right under my nose, this whole time and I never knew? I am the lead detective. I was the one who figured out the murderer’s motive, the twisted reasons why. I was the one who should’ve figured this out, too.