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The three men forced themselves to walk to the edge of the ravine. Looking down, they saw a tangled pile of smoldering bodies and buzzards. Everything had a dark reddish hue from the angry sky. There may have been as many as a hundred buzzards down there, feasting themselves. Bob raised his rifle and fired a shot in the air. The three men backed away from the edge as a cloud of scavenger birds rose up, rioting in their effort to escape the sound of the gunshot.
Stepping back to the edge, they beheld the grisly sight. Men, women and children, all tangled together in a smoldering heap. Without separating them there was no way to tell how many bodies there were. Teller’s estimate of more than thirty had probably been on the cautious side. Elliot guessed there might be in the neighborhood of fifty bodies in the ravine. Buzzards and other scavengers had been busy, further complicating the problem of counting and identifying the bodies.
Elliot felt his knees weaken, and spoke without realizing it. “My God.”
Beside him, Don gasped for breath as he wobbled on his feet. Elliot reached out to steady his deputy, and to steady himself as well.
Never mind murder, this was an affront to humanity. The way the bodies were tossed together and burned demonstrated a callous disregard for life. Judging from the frozen looks of agony on some of the faces, at least a few of these people were alive when they were burned. Elliot thought of images he had seen from Nazi concentration camps.
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