Bill reached for his back pocket and took out a knife. He aimed for her leg, but got her side. She ran away screaming with fear and terror. She headed for the back door, and just as she grabbed the doorknob and the door opened, he punched her right in the face. She awoke, dizzy, taped to a chair. He was sitting on the couch in front of her. She wasn't able to say much, considering he punched her right in the jaw, leaving it in deep pain.
"Well, since you will be dead by the end of tonight, I might as well tell you how I got away with it. Well the first package was easy, leave it on the doorstep, run, and come back home a few minutes later. The knocking and doorbell was Chris," he explained as Chris walked in to the living room, from the kitchen.
"I put the paper up on the window.
I gave Chris the spare key to the house, and he was the one who ransacked our house. And then Dianne left a little early while you finished buying some things, which is when we kidnapped her, had a little fun with her if you know what I mean, and then we stabbed her to death," he said bluntly. Brooke was in pain, wincing at the sight of blood escaping her side, and the pain throbbing in her mouth.
Bill began to explain what they were going to do to her, and then Bill and Chris went into the kitchen to talk, as they had worded it.
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The Gifts
RandomThis is about a married woman who continues to get weird gifts, sometimes poems, sometimes flowers. Her husband is starting to get suspicious and demands that she tell him who is sending her the gifts.
