The Oktoberfest Murders

TRANSGRESSIVE FICTION

A man, leaning against the wall, legs spread and dick out — that’s what the police found…

They found him in a dark alley the morning of the second day of the Oktoberfest.

Propped up against the wall, the dumpster shielding his body from the main road, he sat fully clothed and holding a half-empty glass of beer. It would’ve been more optimistic to say half-full, but that sounded like disrespect, since he was dead.

Detective Sybille Foss — new in the department and already a brilliant detective at thirty-one — had sent everyone to wait at the entrance of the alley, and now stood observing the scene. He looked asleep, instead of deceased. His chin rested on his chest; his arms next to his body, his fingers stiff around the glass. Between his slightly spread legs, his limp dick hung from the open zipper of his khaki pants.

Sybille bent over the body and inhaled deeply. The stench of old beer filled her nostrils.

“Fucker,” she mumbled, straightened up and abruptly turned on the heels of her sturdy boots, waving the crime scene technicians towards the scene as she exited the alley.

Two days later, Sybille stood at an identical scene, be it in a different alley. They still had no leads after the first murder, and now already had a second on their hands. Frustration was the main emotion enveloping the team of investigators and technicians, and even more so when this second crime scene seemed as clean as the first one.

That night, a team of police officers, all in plain clothes, roamed the streets around the two crime scenes, observing people laughing and drinking.

Sybille had formed the teams that morning and gave them their instructions. She now sat at a small round table in the corner of a tent with a tall beer in front of her, studying the drinkers. Gradually her glass went from full to empty, but her breath remained fresh; her mind clear.

She went from tent to tent, street to street, until she saw him.

“How could this have happened?”

Sybille’s staccato words and harsh voice silenced everyone around her. Despite the…

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