Chapter Twenty-FourTuesday 29 December 2015. 10.20pm
The light flickered, offering intermittent illumination inside the bus shelter.
She sat fiddling with her delicate watch strap, shivering in the vehement wind as it seeped through her Angora scarf. The overhead light buzzed unexpectedly. She gazed up, her pupils dilated, shielding them.
A hand gripped her throat and slammed her skull into the metal shelter. His grip tightened, silencing her screams. He smashed her head once more, yanked her wrists and dragged her away. Tree branches tore at her face as he hauled her through brambles into an alley enclosure.
Her vision was hazy; she couldn't see him but could sense his presence, admiring his catch. His hand smashed her face into the wet soil, suffocating her. As she struggled for air,
