ANDY WEAVED past the crowd of onlookers at the downtown hotel. He was six foot two, which came as an advantage in these cases. He cut throught the crowd like shoft butter. Officer Jeremy Steadly was tall, but not as tall. Andy worried about Steadly's sanity. He had worked with investigators for seven years, whereas Andy was just starting out.
DECLAN BROWNE'S corpse had already began to rot, causing a horrible stench that shot up Andy's nostrils to the point of gagging. The smell of burning hair and rotting flesh was overwhelming. He stretched his shirt over his nose for cover as he worked. The fifty-two year old had been shot twice in the head. close range. excution style. His grey hair was stained with blood around the entry wound, but nowhere else. Apart from the dead man sprawled out on the king-sized bed everything looked perfectly fine. The murderer was organized, knew what he/she was doing. * * * *
Tod sat hunched over a beer at the local wine & tapas bar where he was to meet his next victim, Jenifer Grace. Jenifer was a model who would never stay with one man for too long. They had met online, because not even rich people get dates easily. But in Jenifers case, men were to scared to ask her out because of her money and beauty. "Tod?""Oh, yes! Jenifer, how nice to finally meet you!" Tod was a good actor. He liked this role, a handsome man with a degree, which was lower than his real qualifications. He was handsome. A finely chizel, western face that was too comon to find, and electric blue eyes. He was fit, very fit. At only twenty -four, he was at his peak. Even a celebrity model couldn't help but gaze longingly into his eyes."say," Jenny said, cocking her head to the side, "we're just going to sit here, make casual chitchat, and have meaningless sex. Why don't we just skip the chitchat and get back to that AFTER the sex?""sure, I'm not fussed"
He really needed to kill her soon. He looked at the large picture window. He could throw her out, she'd probably rebound. She came up behind him, rubbing his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. His left side of his pants went hard, it was probably a good thing, let her feel his excitment. She took off his shirt carefully and tossed it at her ankles. "can i take off your tie?" "ties' are overrated." he mumbled into her neck.The girl laughed and began to take it off.
Together they toppled onto the fourposter bed, as they rocked, he cuffed the model to the posters."Tod?""hush.""Tod, what are you-""shshsh stop."
he looked at her, her eyes widened with fear. she clawed at his chest as he lay over her. he reached for the silenced gun on the bedside locker and held it to her temple.he muffled her screams with his left hand. he flicked off the safety and she froze. he pulled the trigger gently, he really didnt want to kill her. she was so beautiful. she went limp. her eyes grew dark. she was gone.
