What was this?
On top of the anger, that information caught them off guard.
Instinctually, Corbin took a step back as the man moved toward him.
His partner set the woman free, and moved to help his partner.
“We didn’t hurt Johnny,” Alex said. “We’re here to find out who did. Who took his kidney?” he asked, using what they told them to find out more.
There was that wave of awareness that this might be connected since there were found eyeballs.
Already, he was suspicious.
How could he not be?
The woman shared.
“Someone came up to him and offered him money for it. He told them to fuck off and that he was using it. He disappeared that night, and when he came to the next day, he was in a lot of pain, and his kidney was missing. A cop found him on a bench, and took him to the hospital, and they told him it was gone.”
Jesus.
Christ.
What was this?
Alex was pretty sure this was going to somehow connect to the situation.
There was no way this could be a coincidence.
After all, they had jars of eyeballs.
Was this something more than what Ethan had profiled it as a collector? Could this be hidden inside that guise?
Maybe an organ harvesting situation?
Was Johnny killed because they were going to harvest more organs from him?
Had they been interrupted, maybe by security, and they took off without it so as not to get caught?
He glanced over at his partner. Corbin had put himself between the two other homeless people and Alex like he was ready to protect him.
He was listening, taking it all in.
“That’s terrible. When did this happen?” Alex asked, trying to get more.
The woman shared.
“Six years ago they just took his kidney. What did they take this time?” she asked.
They’d both seen the autopsy report.
“Someone took his life.”
She sniffled.
And no one blamed her.
This was crazy, and heartbreaking all at once.
