Serpentine Desires

The prey

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"Hunters Evans was found dead in the alley. His insides were... found missing." I heard some girl muttering under her breath from across the table. Confused, I tried to ignore her, but something in me was curious, so I listened while pretending to flip through the pages of the heavy textbook in front of me.

The library was almost empty since it was already near closing time. The dim lighting and the silence gave it a sombre, almost eerie atmosphere, perfect for focusing on studies, or in this case, eavesdropping on a disturbing conversation. Like this one. Just my luck. My brain was on strike, and everything was a chaotic mess. Perfect.

And I could not concentrate at all. Double perfection.

"His organs?" The girl next to her yelled, drawing a few glares from the other students. She sheepishly apologized and turned back to the blonde sitting next to her.

I swallowed hard, my curiosity piqued even more. 

"Nah, his intestines and his tongue. Oh lord, how could someone be so horrible? I don't even know how a killer's mind works." The blonde's voice was lower and I cringed in disgust and fear.

I pretended to jot down notes, my mind racing.

Hunters Evans, the heir of Evan Steele Industries, was one of the biggest American conglomerates. His face had been all over the news for years. To think he met such a gruesome end in Russia of all places. My heart pounded. 

"Wasn't he an American big shot?" The second girl's voice broke through my thoughts. I hadn't seen any of them on the campus, but judging by the books they were reading I came to the conclusion they were from the History department.

"Heir of Evan Steele Industries. Who would've thought Russia would be his last country to ever visit?" The blonde shook her head, my expression dark. I could see the fear in her eyes, and it mirrored my own growing unease.

Maybe it was my paranoid mind. I reminded myself again and again.

Stop reading those heinous novels, Sera.

"Who cares? It's not like it's the first time a big shot has been found in such circumstances. I wouldn't be surprised if our Dean is next." The second girl, Natalie, smirked.

"Not funny, Natalie."

Wait, what? The Dean? Well, our Dean has always been a bit ... problematic. I mean, the man probably couldn't organize a meeting without sparking a scandal. 

"What? Do you think I'm joking? That man is seriously something. What the fuck is wrong with him? Organizing a fest in the middle of the semester?" Natalie crossed her arms. I noticed the tattoo on the side of her wrist.

"It better be some hot shot for the ceremony or I'll gut him alive."

"Like who? Lucius Morozov? Judas Romanovski?"

I stilled. Judas. My jaw clenched and I felt burning lava overflowing. Damn arrogant spawn of a devil.

"Like hell, he'll visit this hell of a place."

I almost scoffed. Hell was exactly where I'd expect Judas Romanovski to be, setting up a cosy little summer home for his cold soul. This was a man who'd sprinkle salt on your wounds, and then charge you for the seasoning. 

He'd make you thank him for showing such mercy, probably while monologuing about the health benefits of sodium chloride.

Judas had the charm of a part-time serial killer and the soul of a butcher who'd enjoy his work just a tad too much.

If Hell needed a tourism ambassador, they'd found their man.

The man looked like he breathed violence, leaving shattered lives in his wake, mine included.

Just thinking about our last encounter made my blood boil. Even now, his name sent a chill down my spine.

As instinct, I pulled out my phone and glared at the screen. Kyle still hadn't texted me back and I didn't know what to do anymore.

Sighing I closed the books and packed my bag. I barely managed to get a chapter done, and I was already exhausted. But I had to meet Ivan. He said something about knowing about the man who was following me last night and I wondered if he was there when I was running like a hunted kangaroo.