Complete the short story/flash fiction, that has the following opening:
My skin felt like it wanted to curl up and crawl away into a dark hole some place. The photos that this woman was showing me stretched my control to the limit. I’d been a police office for twenty years and a private detective for ten. I thought I had seen almost every depravity known to man, plumbed the depths of scarred souls that would make an angel vomit.
But this? This was truly disgusting. The girl, if that is indeed what she was originally, had been alive when this was done to her. Alive, but screaming.
I looked up into the haunted eyes of her parents. Whenever they thought of her daughter these images would come to mind, not the smiling face when she passed a test or the beautiful face of a teenager going to the prom. No, the butcher had taken those memories away from them and buried them in a place that they may never find. He had not only killed their daughter, but he had stolen their memories of her at the same time.
“Yes, Mr. and Mrs. Daughten, I will find the man that did this and I will make him pay.”
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