It was dawn when she awoke. Footsteps on the deck above - and the tread of town shoes!
A tread that came down the stairs. Her heart pounded. Now she needed to call upon everything she had learned. She pulled the gown around her.
The door opened and a broad silhouette filled the space. She knew at once who it was.
“This had better be important,” she spat with a measured insolence.
The figure entered and closed the door with a sinister click. She would later confess to terror but for now she had a job to do.
She flicked on the light. Male, white, 5 feet 9 inches, business suit. The killer -Tondelli.
He sat down at the foot of the bed.
He took in her appearance and nodded as if with approval. She returned the examination - pock marked face, wide gapped stained teeth, merciless reptilia
