I washed my hands to get rid of the blood on them in the sink of the Motel 6 room. To get the blood off of the knife that I had used to stab my client, I washed it off. Getting caught was not an option. As the knife returned to its shiny self, I turned the nozzle on the sink to turn off the water. Walking out of the bathroom, my large brown eyes spotted blood smeared all over the walls and the freshly stabbed body chained to bed. I looked at the body one more time with anger in my eyes. Looking at him made me want to stab him more. However, stabbing him more meant more work and he was not worth my time. Remembering I was only half dressed, I walked over to the side or the bed and got my clothes out from under it. I slipped on my skirt, that only covered the top part of my thighs, and my crop top, as well as my stelletos. Lastly, I put on my white fox fur jaket. One down, plenty more to go. Killing was like an addiction to me. Drugs were also my addiction, but killing just gave me a rush. This was the seconed person I had killed. Believe me when I say that this was just the begginingof my killing spree. I looked around the room and made sure there was no hand prints on the walls where the blood was. I thought about trying to clean more up but then I realized that's housekeeping 's job. As I opened the door to leave the room I made sure no one spotted me leave. Once the coast was clear, I put my hood up and walked out of the room leaving the body for someone to find.
I'm sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself. I guess I should tell you the entire story of why I began killing my clients in the first place.
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Something to Die for
Mystery / ThrillerAngelina, also known as Candy, is a prostitute who is hooked on drugs. This "job," of hers takes a wrong turn when she begins to kill her clients. No one knows who the " Prostitute Killer," of Wallingtonville is but if the cops don't catch her in ti...
