Pollo de Carnagio, F.A. #4

Simon Belford stood outside the bloody carnage of the processing plant as the coroner and her crew worked. The plant workers stood around in small, sullen groups and whispered amongst themselves. Mr. Belford was able to pick out the words “fantasma de pollo and maldito” over and over. Sheriff Hanson pulled up in his cruiser and motioned for Belford to come over.

“Did you call them?” Hanson asked when Belford walked up to his door.

“Not yet,” Belford replied.

Hanson pointed at the human and chicken bodies and said, “Do it or get someone else to do it for you.”