LECTER JAMES: Rise of the Braveheart

Chapter eleven

Lecter was curious to know what the police had found on the crime scene. He was one hundreds percent certain that someone was messing with him at that point. But who was it, Lecter wondered.

As his anger fumed, Lecter thought about the things that he would do to the person who dared try to frame him for murder.

"I will not be mercify!" Lecter fumed.

He drove to the police station and then parked his car on the car park. Then, Lecter stepped down, and walked into the police station. He looked around for detective Bruce until he saw him going over some paperwork.

Lecter walked up to him.

"What's going on?" Lecter asked Bruce without a smile on his face. Detective Bruce smiled, however, Lecter was not in the mood for such gesture.

"Let's talk in my office, please?" He asked and then led Lecter to a fairly small office with lots of paperwork scattered everywhere. As soon as they settled into their seats, Bruce sighed.

He took out a little notebook and a pen, and then gazed at Lecter.

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