The Blonde and the 1920's (AHS James March)

Chapter 3

James was up at the rising of the sun practically beaming in joy. This girl truly had his full attention and energy. He left and looked around as he went to the lobby, hoping to catch a glimpse of the blonde haired beauty.

John sighed and gave James a small greet when the killer joined his side. "Have you developed your plan..?"

"Of course I have, John...Use charm to reel her in then it'll be easy to finish it." John nodded slowly and glanced up at the blonde who entered, why did he feel slight remorse for the girl? She had no idea of her date with death creeping closer.

"Hello Mr. March!" She greeted happily, walking over to the two. James smiled widely ad John forced a weary one. "Ah, dearest Crystal, how was your night?"

She smiled softly and looked around. "Wonderful, I captured some amazing pictures and the story's coming along nicely. This Hotel carries beauty and dark secrets...no wonder it's history."

James smiled at that as John glanced over to the two, he couldn't warn the girl. She was just another poor soul falling for a trap.

"Absolutely dear. It's truly a blessing to be able and be where history was made. Perhaps not the best history yet still hauntingly beautiful."

Crystal chuckled at that and bit her lip softly, the man did have charm but was he to be trusted? "I agree completely."

The world was filled with dark, Crystal knew that very well. Every man and woman are in control of their actions and that was a terrifying truth. There are also the individuals who are masters at disguising their true colors. That's why Crystal knew not to trust anyone.

James gave a sly smile and chuckled at the girl. She would be an easy trick, despite her beauty. "Be careful around here dear. I wouldn't like to see anyone here try to harm you."

Crystal nodded slowly and gave a forced smile, swallowing down her suspicion. "Thank you sir. Now I must be off, there are important matters I must tend to...it was a pleasure to speak to you both."

James took her hand in his own and eyed her carefully, trying to find her weak points. "You wouldn't mind if I escort you to your room? Would you?"
John glanced at the girl and half prayed she wouldn't say yes. He didn't want to see her end up dead, she seemed to sweet and as far as he knew, she hadn't broken any commandments.

"I would love for you to but I feel as if I couldn't leave you behind, I'll be off." With those words she left, leaving the man with only a glimpse of blonde hai before it vanished.

John let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Clever she is, it'll take more effort than I had presumed but that only makes this task all the more intoxicating." James spoke, eyes locked on where the girl previously was.

It would be a lie if John said he didn't get chills from this man. Even though they were as James put it friends, the fear he struck into the ex detective was there. Everything about him was like a snake, so alluring and seductive.

James plotted in his head and once done, a smile formed on his lips, one he knew John despised. Insanity. Thing is, John couldn't escape his own fate. He was right along with James Insanity.