Bethany McGrady did not have a good day. First, her alarm didn't go off. Then, her coffee maker broke. Then, She had to work three hours overtime. And finally, no one at work would shut up about the Gemini Killer. All day that's all anybody talked about. "It was just the other day! This is getting scary." Bethany's coworker, Andrea had said as though it had only just started, and it hadn't been happening for months. "I hope they catch him soon." Bill said, as though somone who had gotten away with six murders would be caught on the seventh. "You should watch out, Bethany," said almost everyone, as if she was going to be killed just because she had a sister that was only five minutes younger than her. That annoyed her more than any of the other things that were said. There were dozens of other sets of twins in Denver. Besides, there was no way to even be sure that all of the murders were done by one person, it could all be coincidence for all anybody knew, there was no evidence to connect them all. …show more content…
7:26 AM Detective Alex Hughes parked his beat up car and got out. It was a chilly day, gray clouds blocked out the entire sky and a light breeze blew leaves across the ground. Hughes stepped under the crime scene tape surrounding the body, pushing his way past several shocked looking spectators. He walked over to the twisted corpse and squatted down next to it. Hughes examined the woman, her light brown hair and eyes, the bruises and rope burns on her neck, the blood pooled on the ground beneath her head, and the small chunks of bone scattered behind her. Whoever did this was either very strong, or had help. "He got another one, sir." The Seargant on duty said as he walked up behind Hughes. The man looked down and sighed. "I wish he would slip up, just once. That's all we