I had Lilah now, that was her name. Her little girlfriend seemed to love to say it to her. Well, too bad that little witch’s girlfriend is going to die. I smirked as she looked up at me with a horror-stricken face.
“What do you think you’re doing?” She hollered.
I just kept that smirk on my face. “Oh, don’t worry… it won’t hurt, at least not for long.” I pulled out a hunting knife. It glinted in the moonlight. Her eyes widened, but she couldn’t move her legs and arms, bound to a chair.
She struggled as I plunged the knife into her chest. I wanted to relish in the moment, but I knew her girlfriend would be looking for her soon. I’d rather finally get the job done than miss my opportunity this time. The smell of iron and her screams filled the small boat house. Blood pooled onto the flo
