Carol, more concerned for Katelyn’s well-being, said, “Drive safely. Take your time, and don’t stress about me.”
They exchanged a few quick words and then ended the conversation. Katelyn reached the police station forty minutes later, delayed by the rush hour congestion.
As she entered the station, an officer who recognized her immediately came forward.
“Miss Bailey, please follow me.” The officer wasted no time in conversation, escorting Katelyn straight to the autopsy room.
There, on the table in front of her, lay a swollen body. Despite the distortions caused by the water, Lise was identifiable, particularly by the distinctive bracelet on her wrist. Katelyn knew that bracelet well; Lise had fought hard to acquire it and would never have parted with it. Still in disbelief, Katelyn asked the officer, “How did this happen?”
Standing beside the autopsy table in white gloves, the officer pointed to the leg and said, “Miss Bailey, observe here. She has multiple stab wounds on her thighs, though these injuries weren’t the cause of death.” As a medical professional, Katelyn recognized the signs instantly. She agreed with the officer and said, “You’re right. These injuries wouldn’t be fatal.”
The officer nodded solemnly.
“However, she succumbed to torture.”
Katelyn’s confusion deepened as she turned to the officer.
“Torture?” she asked, wondering who could harbor such intense hatred for Lise to resort to such a brutal end.
Numerous questions swirled in her mind, but no clear answers formed. While Lise was undoubtedly cruel and often harsh toward her, Lise managed to maintain a smooth and diplomatic front with other influential figures, avoiding actions that might incite deep hostility.
The officer handed Katelyn an autopsy report.
“We discovered a significant number of leeches in her body, particularly aggressive ones from the Amazon jungle.”
These leeches, once attached, would not stop feeding until they exploded from overfeeding.
Katelyn looked over the autopsy report and involuntarily gasped. The sheer number of leeches detailed was staggering—well over a hundred. It was evident that during her ordeal, Lise had been subjected to even more. Thus, Lise met her gruesome end by being drained of blood while still alive. Such a method of death was horrifically cruel.
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Katelyn herself had suffered a leech bite in the Amazon and could attest to the intense pain. A single bite was agonizing; the thought of hundreds was unimaginable.
The officer turned to Katelyn and said, “We believe she must have angered some mysterious organization. Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to get their hands on so many Amazonian leeches.”
Mysterious organization? Amazon jungle? These words echoed in Katelyn’s mind. She recalled Sophia once using a neurotoxin derived from Amazonian fungi. Could Sophia be involved again? But why would she target Lise?
Now, the actions of the T Organization were more baffling than ever, leaving Katelyn unable to discern their motives.
Thinking that Katelyn might be too sad, the officer spoke softly to comfort her.
“Don’t let yourself be overwhelmed with sadness. The deceased won’t be coming back, but you need to take care of yourself. We will make sure to catch the person responsible for this.”
If this incident was tied to an organization bold enough to carry out such actions on home soil, the police wouldn’t simply be bystanders. Katelyn was surprised by the officer’s comforting words. It seemed the officer had misunderstood her.
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