Stumbling down the dirt hill with his girlfriend, Bob knew it was one of the silliest things he’d ever done. But he was a Zodiac fanatic and it was something he had to get out of his system.
“Is this the spot?” Heather asked.
“No, it’s down further toward the water. Down beyond the grass and toward that dirty looking sand,” Bob replied, irritated.
Bob was a little weary from the seven hour drive and had fallen a little behind his girlfriend. He followed as quickly as he could as she made her way to the edge of the small peninsula. He sensed that she was more interested in going for a swim than indulging his morbid curiosities. It made him upset.
“So here?” she asked again.
“Yes. This is it.”
Bob stood on the dirty sand and looked out at the lake for a moment. He backed up a few paces and turned around to face the foothills to the west. He could nearly see his car up on the ridge.
“This is it,” he said. “This is where they would have been when he came.”
“The Zodiac killer?”
“Yes. Nearly forty years ago. Right in this very spot,” Bob said. He was practically salivating.
Bob stared at one of the trees that was about a hundred yards back in the direction they had come from. The tree was just big enough to hide a man if he stood behind it.
“That could of been it,” Bob said.
“What?” Heather asked, almost completely disinterested.
“They said that the Zodiac disappeared behind a tree. That’s where he put his gear on and pulled the gun out. Then he walked over here slowly.”
“Creepy,” she said.
“He tied them both up and he killed them.”
Still staring at the tree, Bob could feel the hairs start to stand up on the back of his neck. The air suddenly felt completely still. It was very quiet. There should have been more people around on a Saturday in the middle of summer, but the place was completely dead.
“Can you imagine what that was like?” Bob asked.
Bob turned around, but his girlfriend was gone. He was completely alone at Lake Berryessa.
Bob took a seat in the sand and thought about if he wanted to visit his girlfriend’s body on the way home. Or maybe it was time to tell her family. He was getting old and tired.