The Witching Hour Killer

Monday, 15th November, PM

The drive from Luton to London was only just over an hour, but when I finally pulled up to Scotland Yard, it felt like years had passed since I was in the children's home with Mrs Langley.

I shoved the doors of the office open in triumph, ready to tell the team all about my findings and the fact that we were dealing with two murderers. Brothers.
The smile on my face soon faded when I saw the chaos around me; colleagues running around on phones, looking at screens in panic and shouting orders across the room.

"What the fuck is going on?" I gestured towards Daniela as she emerged from the meeting room.

"Oh finally you're here!" She scolded me before taking a defeated breath. "We lost him, Tom."

"What?" I tilted my head in confusion. "What do you mean? Lost who?"

"Adam fucking Guild!" Dani slammed a set of papers down on her desk. "The fucking transfer van was hijacked on its way to Belmarsh. Two officers are down. They were stabbed in the fucking neck, Tom. This has all gone to shit!"

The blood completely drained from my face as I stared at my partner in shock. "What? Adam is missing?"

"Yep! And now the press are going to eat us alive for letting a fucking monster back on the street!"

"Monsters." I corrected as I ran my hands through my hair.

"What?"

"There's definitely two of them, Dani. That's what I came back to tell you. Adam's real name is Abel. That's why there were no records on his past. He has a brother. And I think that brother has been in on this all along."

"You're joking, right?" Dani's face was as pale as mine. "We have two murderers running loose in London?!" Her voice was so loud, that the entire room dropped silent and turned to face her.
Her nostrils twitched as she tried to curb her rapid breathing and her eyes were wider than I'd ever seen them.

"Everybody. Meeting room, now!" I shifted into full authority and rounded up the squad. Wherever the brothers were, I knew we'd find them. We just needed to do it sooner rather than later before more blood was spilled.

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"So, how do we know the Witching Hour Killer didn't act alone?" One of the team members questioned after the briefing, annoyingly tapping his pen against his lips. The killer's nickname had now stuck and WHK would most likely go down in the history books after this turn of events.

"There were signs, we just never saw them. That tape that was mailed to me last week showed the reflection of Cassandra Lamb, who we presumed was dead due to the DNA evidence at the Cathedral. Adam couldn't have created that video because he was in custody at the time. There's two of them and they're brothers." I crossed my arms after delivering my answer and watched in satisfaction as the young detective fell silent.
"So, now we need to find out everything we can about Abel and Cain Myers and we need to focus all our attention on finding Cassandra Lamb. We need more force out on the streets looking for them." I started pointing at areas on a map to reiterate my point. "And, we know that these guys are ritual in their killings. If, god forbid, they kill again soon, then we only have around eight hours until that is possible. So let's give this all we've got, ok?"

We all dispersed out of the meeting room eager and ready to catch the fuckers and I felt oddly enthusiastic given the dire circumstances. My first aim; who is Cain Myers?