As the night stretched on, Genesis sat before the glowing screen of her computer. Her nimble fingers flew over the keys as she worked at trying to find any footage of the poor girl who had been mauled. After seeing some of the pictures of the body, by way of hacking into the Hemlock Grove Police database, she wasn't convinced that this had been a bear attack. Bent over the keyboard, the young woman didn't notice as the ashes fell on the keys, and pretty much dusted everything on her dark wood desk. Hacking into the P.D.'s server had been a snap, but trying to figure out where the girl had last been seen was a bit more tricky.

Her mouse clicked open different documents as she reviewed the files. Her little sister, Maisy, had been the last person to see the young woman, Jordan had been her name. Typical blonde, Genesis could remember seeing her around town from time to time, but the two had never spoken. It wasn't unusual, Genesis was seen as the bad girl and most teens had been warned to stay away from her, but it still smarted Genesis from time to time. Pushing her feelings aside, Genesis continued to read the police reports, trying to piece together the story.

And then she found it....

[I] Evidence of peri-mortem bruising around the ankles and wrists suggest victim was bound at or near time of death. Upon further inspection, the deepening of bruising further suggests she had been held for likely a few hours in a splayed state. Some portions of the victim's body showed signs of missing skin, all the way to the superficial muscle....[/I]

Genesis blinked, they had lied. Someone had captured and tortured this poor girl. They had avoided such claims as not to scare the little town, but now that Genesis knew the truth, she itched to find the bastard who had done it. As she stubbed out her nearly spent cigarette, she lit another one. Tonight would be long, but she would find SOMETHING to point at who did this, she was sure.