[h3]Rudy Rudeanu[/h3]

Rudy arrived just behind Nicola, impeded somewhat by the kerosene lantern swinging wildly about his wrist, his pistol was already in his hand though he held it up to provide Masako more light even as he craned his neck to see himself. The size and shape of the bite wounds, difficult to make out. "Even in the worst of the Carpathian fighting, men didn't do this to one another. This is worse than dogs." He exclaimed mirthlessly and shook his head before glancing back at Nicola. "See, now evidence has led us to talking about 'repeat' killers."

He paused then, casting his look about the trees, and gravestones as though the killer might still be out there, watching them. Still he was processing all this. "Whoever it is, they keep coming back here to... eat. It's madness, utter madness. My opinion? We hold off reporting the body just yet. Or maybe report to Temple... but leave the body for now. Clear away. It's cold night out tonight. The cold always makes men hungry."

"Set a watch, concealed. Over there." He gestured through the distance, the pistol still grasped in his hand his voice taking on a steely quality Nicola had never heard in his voice before. This was the voice of a man who seemed inclined to shoot another human being this very night. "See if our killer is still hungry." He looked around at some the other veterans present as though looking for confirmation they too would be willing to sacrifice an evening for a potential opportunity to end whoever did this that very night.