“What drew the victim to you in the first place?”
The cop who asked the question leaned forward. He set his notepad on the table.
“What about them?”
“She was polished. They weren’t. They drew me in.”
The cop withheld a shudder.
“Is that why you removed them?”
Note: Maybe because it’s late when I wrote this, but I went for the creep factor. It’s not really my forte, but I still kind of shudder thinking about someone getting their fingers removed.