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Short Story: The Odyssey

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The lobby of the constabulary was far drier than the water logged tunnel where Hector Lajunas had engineered his own demise. Well-lit and homey, it was grander than perhaps a constabulary should have been. Marble tiled floors supported white skirts of wood, and a tall red hallway led to the offices at the back of the building. Far above my head, the lobby was capped by an ornately carved ceiling, with pictures of angels and demons staring down at us from above. Thinking about it, it hardly seemed like a constabulary at all. Even so, it was a place which enveloped us in safety. A place where anybody would feel secure. A brisk walk down the corridor – our footsteps slapping the tiles in the quiet of night, the last of the water from the prison flicking off the bottom of …show more content…

“In the Greek myth, Charon – The Ferryman – transports souls to the underworld. This much is true. But the Ferryman takes the coins off the bodies as payment for his task. He isn’t the fellow to place them there, least of all after killing the victims. Simply put, the name they have given the killer doesn’t work.” “Quite,” Hugh Stafford said, nodding. Eli took the newspaper, and thumbed it, giving it slightly more than quick glance. There was a drawing on the cover. It had obviously been made to shock the general public. To captivate them into buying more newspapers. It was a crude drawing showing a man wielding a knife. He stood in a little boat. It floated on a river of bodies. Once more it was quite some way off the myth, but I’ll bet it sold papers. “It’s very expressive, isn’t it?” Hugh said. “But it’s not the only error in the report.” Hugh took out some of the papers, and have them a once over. “According to that article, the killer stole from the victims, leaving nought but a single coin on each eye. Coins, not tokens. In the event, both victims were found with money on their person. Which is nothing short of a miracle, I might

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