Bloody Barbies

Chapter 1: The Wronged girl

The corpses sitting at the morgue made more noise than either of us, we just stared each other down as the silence wore on. The radio on my desk had been turned off since the start of this “interview” if you could even call it that. I figured neither of us would appreciate being interrupted while talking. To be honest, I’m pretty sure we both hated the damn thing, but I kept it out of courtesy. It’s not every day you get a fifty-dollar radio for your first successful case.The woman in front of me, who was unrelentingly trying to bore a hole into my head, was Maria De Vega, one of the PD’s suspects for a recent string of murder’s going around near the red-light districts. Maria was a mechanic who worked at Ross and, allegedly, a well-known vagrant in her area.At first glance, you’d think that’d be the case. She had dark skin, with curly hair that was a