Prologue
He had a type. She was usually tall with blonde hair. A slender body but not to slender. With blue eyes like the deep blue ocean. It made his lower lip quiver while thinking about it. He stood in front an abandoned shack in the middle of, well no where. They would never hear her scream, he thought.
He smiled. He loved it when they screamed. It gave him joy. He walked into the abandoned shack. He could hear her struggling to get out of the chair he had tied her down to. He walked in and couldn't help but smile.
"You won't be able to get out of that chair sweetheart. Your just wasting your energy." he said as he walked over to her. She looked at him. Tears streamed down her face.
"What do you want! Tell me please! I will give it to you, money isn't an issue." She couldn't say anymore. She was too choked up on tears to continue.
He laughed. It was a malevolent laugh. He leaned in.
"You see babe, I have heard that at least a million times." He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.
"I will let you go. I was getting bored of you anyway. But you listen to me. If you tell a signal soul what happened, I will kill you. I will kill your family, and your friends. Now you don't want that, do you? Even if you did tell someone they wouldn't believe you. So it wouldn't matter. But I still suggest that you keep to your self. Are we clear?"
She nodded. Tears still streaming down her face. He started to untie her. This is what he did. He did what he needed to. Then he let them go. Like freeing a bird from a cage. It was his way of remorse. But in no less than two days his life will be turned upside down.
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