Author: Crimson Vampire Goddess
Rating: R to NC-17
Disclaimer: I, Crimson Vampire Goddess, being of unsound mind and a body of no-one's fricking business, hereby declare that though I play with the story and the characters they, unfortunately, in no way belong to me.

Harmony lay on the cold cobblestone street her unseeing eyes staring up towards the heavens. A man in a petticoat stood over her lifeless body before turning and disappearing into the dark night.

"The boys have made their rounds of the taverns and the delightful domiciles that make up this charming little street." Godley said as he looked around at the crowd of people surrounding them. Looking down at Tara he continued.

"Would it surprise you to know that nobody heard a sound?" Tara looked up from where she was kneeling next to the body.

"Her throat was cut but there's no arterial spray on the wall; she was killed somewhere else." Looking back down at the body she ran her hand along the dress before looking back up.

"It rained last night didn't it?" She asked receiving a nod from Godly.

"She's dry. She was brought here in a carriage or something. Her throat must have been cut in the carriage. I imagine they stopped it just over there." She said looking towards the crowded street.

"They?" Godley asked causing Tara to look back at him.

"There's more than one then?"

"Most definitely."

"This was all in your vision?" Godley asked looking down at the body. Tara nodded grimly.

"So there's more than one person. It has to be a message from the nickels boys, am I right?" Godley asked. Tara was busy looking at something she'd found near the body. Holding it up she recognized it as a grapes stem.

"What the hell. That's grapes is'n it? What the hell would a bangtail be doing with grapes?" Godley asked incredulously. Placing the grapes back down, Tara ran a finger across Harmony's lips and then brought it to her nose. A look of recognition appeared on her face.

Tara and Godley watched as the coroner cut open Harmony's dress to reveal an incision in her abdomen. The coroner paled and ran to regurgitate his breakfast into a nearby waste bin.

"I'd like to give them an answer." Godley said looking on in disgust.

"What are you talking about?" Tara asked stepping closer to the body.

"The nickels boys; I'd welcome the opportunity to give them an answer to their bloody message." Godley Spat.

"There is most definitely a message here you're right about that." Tara said quietly looking at what was once a beautiful woman.

"And what am I wrong about?"

"Winifred Burkle was raped, tortured, and then killed. That's cruel but I've seen that sort of cruelty on the east end before. This is methodical. The butchery's irrational yet meticulous and deliberate; all together a different breed of killer." Tara said before making her way to the coroner who was still hunched over the waste bin.

"As soon as possible I'd like to know what he took." She said.

"What? What do you mean "What he took"?" The coroner asked confused.

"Didn't you notice?"

"What?"

"He's taken at least one of her organs." Tara replied sending the coroner back into his waste basket.