The Masked Gentleman
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Last published Sat, Jan 6, 2018
"The Masked Gentleman takes another life." The news reporter states in a disgusted voice. "This is the third murder this month's and were not even half way through."
"Ha, and it's only just begun my lovely." The mystery man turned off the TV and turned round to the woman tied up to the table. "Let's make it four."
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Will Officer Jackson be able to capture this mystery man or will he escape to murder another day.
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