Seven Deadly Sins: Lust - Chapter One

Book Two of Seven

Proverbs 6:16-19:

There are six things the Lord hates, seven that are detestable to him: haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands that shed innocent blood, a heart that devises wicked schemes, feet that are quick to rush into evil, a false witness who pours out lies, and a man who stirs up dissension among brothers.
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"Everyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart."

Jesus Christ (Mt 5:58)
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The hospital was cold and lonely. The woman in the room 666 never had company and she never spoke. There was only a rumor going around that she sung like the angels in heaven. Every note was perfect and the words were in a language that no one understood. Yet when they flowed through the air… all the troubles in the world went away. No one worried… they all just looked content. When the woman sung, people listened.

Amnesia refers to the loss of memory and may be caused by physical trauma, disease, infection, drug and alcohol abuse, or reduced blood flow to the brain. On June sixth at 6pm, a man called the police reporting a woman discovered on the steps of a house bleeding heavily from an unknown head injury. Police sent an ambulance and they took her to ER. When she awoke, the doctors attempted to ask her questions about herself. Did she remember anything about the attack? No. She continuously repeated that she couldn’t remember anything. Doctors later confirmed that she had amnesia.
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Detective Brink sat across from a man with long silver hair, and brilliant silver eyes. His appearance was overall alarming, but those eyes ere predatory. Dangerous. If the man stared at you, you felt uneasiness about yourself. You wouldn’t be able to sit still. You wouldn’t be able to leave, nor break eye contact.

Swallowing, Brink took a sip of the icy water that was on the table.

"So, let’s get straight to the point… why have you asked to meet me?"

A smile spread across the man’s face. It was almost evil… but it just had a loss of security behind it.

"I’ve come to ask about the series of killings dealing with all the victims being tied to their bed, their house burned, and with either the word fornication of perversion above their head in blue."

Brink raised an eyebrow. Under the table, he silently placed his right hand on the gun strapped to his belt.

"How do you know about those?" He asked, eyeing the man suspiciously.

A low, dark chuckle emitted from the man’s throat. Brink didn’t think a laugh could ever sound that bone chilling before. The hair on his arm stood on end at the chuckle reverberated off the walls and came to beat back against his body.

"It’s simple," The man stated, "the woman who is doing them is my mate."
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