Lever Incorporated Cleaning Services

I awoke, groggy from conversation late into the night. The haze of red wine clouded my vision; I needed air, to clear my head, squinting in the vivid glare of the morning sunshine.

And there they were; one simply mauled, the other, well... to say decapitated would be an understatement; somebody had fun toying with the head... I had slept like a baby, I don't recall a thing, not a thing...

Under normal circumstances there would be a discrete phonecall, the car would turn up, an old carpet unrolled, and, packed off in the trunk, their disposal in secluded woodland guaranteed... but no, there was no time...

Had anyone seen them lying there, open to the elements? Last night? In this bright daylight? Would there be whispers, rumours, or would everyone be good and just keep their mouths shut? My watchful eye scanned the overlooking windows...

I chose to do it myself and, desensitised to the grizzly sight, took the bodies down to the bottom of the garden. Yeah, that would do... rest in peace and sorry about your head, buddy...