Meanwhile, back inside the village, Lucian and Zion continued moving from house to house without showing the slightest sign of fatigue.
The afternoon sun hung overhead while villagers watched them with growing curiosity. Every door was knocked upon.
Every family was questioned. Every face was carefully examined. They were convinced that the serial killer remained somewhere within the village, hiding in plain sight among the very people he had lived beside for years.
Fortunately, Zion possessed abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.
After studying the old portrait of Percival's younger brother, he had spent considerable time analyzing facial structures, bone development, age progression, and countless physical variables. Using nothing more than logic and observation, he eventually produced a remarkably accurate sketch of how the man might appear after twenty years.
Lucian stared at the drawing in amazement.
Even after seeing it, he still found it difficult to believe.
