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with her hands, looking mortified.
    Blaise looked back at his notebook and went on. “We are also operating under the assumption that the other man might be Frank’s brother. His brother disappeared around the same time, but we don’t know much about that because no missing persons report was ever filed. No one ever missed him. They just assumed he had run off or joined the Army or something. He was always disturbed, and people were probably happy to see him go.”
    “His brother’s alive,” Katerina said quietly.
    Blaise looked at her expectantly.
    “He talked about his brother, at the old morgue, when he was holding me down. He said something like, ‘Did my brother send you? What will my brother think if he gets you back in pieces? Or is that what he wants?’”
    West’s beer can crumpled again and Katerina glanced at him. This time he was the one who looked angry enough to hurt someone.
    Blaise nodded. “I remember you telling us that, but we still have to look into it. Maybe Phillips was delusional.”
    That would make sense too , Katerina thought.
    “What is the brother’s name?” West asked.
    “Dylan Phillips.” Blaise grimaced. “He was a real jerk. I wouldn’t be surprised if people did nothing but breathe a sigh of relief when he disappeared.”
    Katerina clenched her hands into fists. That wasn’t the brother’s body under the house. She knew it. She didn’t know how she knew, but she was certain the brother was the one who was hunting her now.
    West lifted his chin, motioning for Blaise to go on.
    “Frank and Dylan Phillips grew up in a very abusive household. We have police reports going back almost to their birth of people calling the police for domestic violence calls at their farm. Things were different back then though. CPS almost never took the kids away. And the cops almost never arrested anyone for domestic violence. They just calmed things down. When the boys were eight and ten, their mom took off and no one ever saw her again. The boys got in almost constant trouble at school. Both of them, but mostly Dylan, the older boy, would get sent home repeatedly for things like pinning girls to the wall and trying to kiss them or pulling up their skirts. When they were ten and twelve, there was a major incident and the boys finally got taken away from their father. Dylan went to live with their aunt and uncle and Frank went into a foster home. Frank never got in trouble again but Dylan was arrested for rape at thirteen. Dylan seemed to have very little control over himself and by the time he was seventeen he had been expelled from school and in and out of juvenile Hall multiple times. He’d been convicted of rape several times and they were about to try him as an adult."
    Blaise sucked in a deep breath and looked at both of the women before he went on. “Instead, he opted into an experimental program and chose to be castrated for a lighter prison sentence.”
    Katerina and Jordan both gasped, while West made a face and put both hands between his legs. “They cut off his-”
    Blaise shook his head quickly. “That’s what I thought too. But castration is not cutting off a penis. There’s chemical castration and there’s surgical castration. In surgical castration they take your testicles. He was surgically castrated.”
    Katerina’s thoughts whirled crazily. “He chose to do that?”
    “It seems so. He may have been pushed into it by his aunt and uncle, but the doctor and prison staff say he went into the operation willingly.”
    “If a man is castrated, can he still have sex?” Katerina asked.
    “They can, but the loss of the testicles also decreases testosterone, and normally decreases the sex drive. That’s why it is offered to some criminals. Supposedly it helps them control their impulses.”
    Katerina stood up and walked past Jordan to the kitchen. She turned around and came back quickly, her posture rigid, her face set determinedly. “What about the bodies of the women that