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Death comes to Georgia	By : cheryl64 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 1165 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"They already took the bodies out so the trail is totally mucked up now." Daryl explained, lifting a duffle bag from the bed of the truck. "It'd be best to pick it up a little farther in the woods where they ain't been stompin around. We stay here tonight and head out at first light."

"This is a switch, usually when I work on any of these cases I end up stumbling in to hit the sack at sun up." Edward said grabbing his other bag.

"Shit Ed, whadya pack in this thing, the kitchen sink?" Daryl said with a grunt setting the bag down just inside the door to the small cabin. "Well this is it, home sweet home. It ain't much but I don't need much myself. The couch folds out so ya got your own space to sleep in.

That back door there goes to the bathroom and before you ask no, it ain't outside with a half moon on the door. Indoor plumbing is one modern convenience I'm right thankful for."

"And here I was looking forward to the full 'hillbilly experience'" Edward said.

"Well in that case go out the front door and around back. The outhouse is still there, I just don't use it; but it's good for a laugh when I take a group of tourists out huntin'." Daryl laughed. "Ya should see how prissy some of those city folk is."

*****

"Come on Bobby, don't be such a chicken shit. Get them jugs loaded."

"I'm tellin ya Cletus, somethin's out in them woods."

"Probably ain't nothin but a possum. We need to get this load of shine on down to Merle. You know how pissed he gets when we're late, specially when Daryl ain't around for him ta fuck with." Cletus said.

"I think he's more pissed at the fact that Daryl's working with the cops, even if it's just trackin and such." Bobby said. "Hear they called em in to find that bear what ate them folks. Daryl says that it won't no bear. He don't know what it is, called in some guy from New Mexico to give him a hand.

Daryl knows every animal in these woods. If it's got Daryl Dixon flummoxed, I sure as hell don't want to find out what it is."

*****

"You're right. It's not any kind of animal attack I'm familiar with." Edward said setting down the stack of photos. "I don't even have a clue. I think I should talk to Anita Blake."

"It ain't a vampire problem. I know what a vampire attack looks like. I can't see how the Executioner could help." Daryl said, placing a pot of stew on the table. "I mean ya call her in when the fang faced fucks get outta hand."

"She's the human servant of the Master of the City of St Louis. She's got some deep connections in both the vampire and shifter communities . Maybe one of them might be able to shed some light on what we're dealing with." Edward ladled out a bowl of stew. "Anyway it can't hurt. I'll need to fax her the photos."

"Ya got a fax number for her? I'll call the Sheriff, they can fax er copies from the office right now."

Edward took out his wallet and dug out a business card. "Fax it to the number for The Circus of the Damned. I'll call her and let her know they are coming.

But knowing her with something new out there, she's going to be ready to pack up and fly to Georgia herself."

*****

Daryl woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing. Only three people had this number Sheriff Foley, Edward and Merle. Edward was softly snoring on the fold away bed and he had already talked to the Sheriff tonight which left Merle.

"Yeah Merle. Whadda ya want." He asked sleepily.

"No I ain't seen Cletus and Bobby tonight. You know how them two drunks is. They's probably still up at the still sampling the latest batch. That's where they been every time you can't find em."

Daryl paused listening to the person on the other end of the connection.

"They ain't my friends Merle, they're your friends. And I'm in the middle of trying to find what ever killed them two kids. I ain't got time to be running around looking for a couple of drunks you sent to pick up your latest batch of goddamn moonshine."

Edward sat up. The cabin was well lit by the moonlight streaming in through the windows. "Problem?"

Daryl shook his head. "Just call Sheriff Foley, let him send somebody in the mornin. It's not like he don't know my brother is cookin shine and exactly where your still is. Long as you ain't poisonin nobody, Foley don't give two fucks!" Daryl ended the connection.

"You don't sound too worried." Edward remarked.

"Naw, those two know the woods pretty much as well as I do. Them campers were from outta state and the kids was some high class spoiled ass brats from the rich side of town. Probably thought their back yards was a fuckin wilderness.

Either way, I ain't going ta stumble my way up to that still tonight and neither will the Sheriff. Merle located that son of a bitch so's anyone looking to bust it would bust their head open fallin' down a ravine first. " Daryl said. "We just stick with the plan we already got, we wait for Anita to call you back and see if she can tell us what we're dealing with then we go out and pick up the trail.

Besides Bobby and Cletus probably be back in the mornin with the hangover from hell."
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Death comes to Georgia