The Face Book Killer Caylin Christo Book 2.

The Facebook Killer Chapter 4 Home Coming.

He sits in his car outside Lafayette Park, an order from Burger King on the passenger seat, his iPhone 5S in his hand. He shoved some fries in his mouth and cackled at the responses to Donna Louise's' status.

Jemma Turner: What the hell is this? Some sick hacker joke? You a-holes really need to stop this.
Wayne Grady: Wow Donna! Look's real! How'd you do it?
Tarryn Phillips: I don't know who did this, or if it's even real. I'm calling the police.
Mrs D. Tremaine: Donna? What's going on? I'm coming over!
Jon Standford : Sick fucker. Donna your account's been hacked AGAIN!

And so on. While thoroughly amused, he was disappointed that it hadn't instilled the level of horror and fear he had wanted. No matter, he'd just have to do some more until he got the response he wanted.

He accessed Donna Louise's friend's list. He scrolled down till he found the name that had intrigued him most, of all the respondents to the status. Tarryn Phillips. She was pretty, twenty something, blonde, brown eyed, self assured. He hated her on sight.
He tapped her picture and was sent to her Facebook page. As it loaded he wondered if she would be private, that would ruin things.
Soon, the girl's page popped onto the screen. Tarryn Phillips. Nope, like all the dumb bitches she was an open page. Now did she live in New Orleans?
About: Tarryn Phillips. Age 26. Status: single Lives: Decatur Street New Orleans. Studied: University of New Orleans - accounting.
Ah! This Tarryn was a college buddy of Donna's, they had gone to the same school. How delightful!
Groups: National Women Against Child Abuse, ASPCA, PETA, Leukemia Foundation, Lonely Hearts Club.
She was into anything and everything on here. She was a do-gooder the same as that slut Donna Louise. He hated do-gooders! Know it all bitches, trying to force their ideals and opinions down everyone's throat. But she was also desperate and dateless. He grinned, knowing he'd found his next status update.

He logged out of Donna Louise's page, he wouldn't be going back there any time soon. He finished his burger, picked up the disposable cell phone he kept for his 'hobby' work. Couldn't have the computer nerd police crashing his party. Besides he had lined up in the cold last winter for hours to get his limited edition gold iPhone. He'd be damned if he let the cop's get their greasy mitts on it. It was bad enough he'd logged into her page with it. He wouldn't do that again, excitement had got the better of him.

He accessed Safari, and logged into his own Facebook account, one of many and went straight to the The Lonely Hearts Club, where he had met Donna Louise.
He scrolled down the member's list. Tarryn Phillips.
He grinned and began typing in a request.

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Hector and Grace raced through the streets of New Orleans. Hector had flung their bubble atop the car and had the siren wailing. Grace, drove like a mad woman.
In no time at all they had arrived at the ER. Caylin was sitting on a hard plastic chair and cup of something trying to pass for coffee in her hand. She smiled wearily as they ran up to her. "Mommi, Poppi!" She said and embraced them.
It was great to see them, but she hoped it would be at her house tomorrow night over wine and dinner and travel stories. Not like this.
"What happened Minha?' Asked Hector as he and Grace sat down. Caylin recounted what had take place. She then withdrew Leanne's handkerchief wrapped Galaxy out of her pocket and quickly tapped the screen.
The grisly status was still on there, but with several shocked and disbelieving comments added underneath.
"No mention of where the body is?" Asked Grace, who was rubbing calming circles into Caylin's back. Caylin looked at her and shook her head, she was pale beneath her summer tan. Grace had hoped to see a relaxed and glowing Caylin when she arrived home. Not the pale shocked girl who sat beside her here in the dingy hospital corridor. Grace had seen this Caylin too much over the years.
"You saw her though, before this didn't you?" Asked Hector jiggling the phone.
Caylin nodded. Told him about her sitting beside her in the car. He asked if she was around now, Caylin shook her head, no.