Kevin turned to Ace.
"Ace, correct me if I'm wrong but you don't think these guys are eating at the child's innards?"
Ace's face darkened even more.
Ace understood where Kevin is coming from. At the living room, he can't tell where is the blood trail. But now that he's here.
He can see it.
The blood.
The child's tattered clothes have blood stains on them. Even the surface of the table where she was lying down and tied up have blood drying all over them.
Ace and Kevin can't stay any longer and decided to leave the kitchen. They circled around the house and found out that the child is not a resident in this house.
All of the bedroom in the second floor contains women's accessories and clothes. On the first floor are men's bedroom. No traces of a child.
"So where did the child come from?" Ace asked, the expression of his face is full of confusion.
"From the neighborhood? Let's check the other houses first."
