Through the Eyes of a Killer

Not that one. Not her either. He’s with too many people.  This is harder than last time. It was quick and easy before, it being towards the middle of the night, but now it’s almost nine in the evening. It’s earlier. Lighter. More people still bustle the streets, trying to get home or to workContinue reading “Through the Eyes of a Killer”

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