#5 FLASH: Yin Yang
"Pray your gods who ask you for your blood
For they are strong and angry jealous ones
Or lay apon my alter now your love
I fear my time is short
There are enemies moving close
Be quick, my love"
-TOAD THE WET SPROCKET
"Pray Your Gods"
*FLASH*
Jack pulled the tape over his head as he crouched down and walked under it. He immediately walked inside the Synagogue. He looked the area over as he listened in. He saw a body laying on the alter. He walked up to the body and lifted the black body bagand looked at the body.
*Flash*
The rabbi turned around and immediately fell over as soon as
the body slammed into the middle of his forehead?
*Flash*
Has this body been moved?" he asked as he looked up at the others. A man walked up to him and placed his hands on his hips, "Who might you be?" he asked. He was a young rookie cop. From what it looked like he
was justsimply a patrolman. His face looked that of an FBI agent. His hair was parted in the middle and cut short, well groomed, and had a perfect face with no facial hair. And the complexion that of a older teenager who lead a sheltered life.
Jack rolled his eyes and brought out his police badge and flashed it at him. Detective Pullman."
The man squinted at the identification, "Psychotic Homicide Department?" he leaned back up, "What the hell is the PHD?"
"I am the new recruit. Has the body been moved at all?"
"Oh yea! I remember you! Your that guy who was discharged from the FBI aren't you?"
"Yea, right, can you answer my?"
"I remember reading your profile in conference, you're psychotic right?"
"The heck are you, my biographer? Has the body been moved or not?"
The man backed up a little bit, "No it hasn't. We just laid a blanket over him."
"We think he is the priest of this church! Who are you?"
"Detective Pullman." He said.
"I am Chief Nick Drason, and this is officer Maxwell Heartman."
"What did you say about the victim?" he asked as he knelt down to look at it again."
"We think he is the priest of this church."
"You are wrong." He said as he reached into the bodies jacket pocket, "For three reasons."
He crossed his arms over his chest as he watched the rugged detective look through the bible, starting at the middle, "And how is that?"
"First of all, the Jewish religion do not have priests, they are called Rabbi, second of all, this is a Synagogue not a church." He said reading through the bible.
"And the third one?"
"He is not the Rabbi." He said pulling the collar of his suit down.
"Then who is he?"
"He is a christian pastor."
"What makes you say that?" he asked as he saw jack reach into his other pockets but found nothing.
"He has a cross around his neck, and his bible has a new testament."
"What the hell? Why would somebody kill a christian priest and bring him to a Jewish Synagogue."
"Don't blasphemy. Your in a church."
"I'm not Jewish."
Jack stood up, "Did I ask you about your religious preference? No, I am not Jewish either, I am catholic, but a church is a church and God is God."
"But I am not even religious."
Jack began to walk off and look the place over, "You always seem to think that I give a crap about your religious preference, when you go to somebody's house you are kind, and respectful, this is somebody's house, be kind, and respectful." He walked away and looked the area over. He looked to the alter and then
around the room noticing there were no chairs anywhere. He looked at the walls and found all the chairs lined up against the wall. He backed up and looked at the floor. He scowled and knelt down and touched the carpet. He felt something on the floor, which was slightly sticky. He placed in fingers together trying to identify the substance.