Chapter 3He grinned as he rolled his latest masterpiece in the river. As always, he’d been very careful to leave no trace of DNA or any clues that could lead to his whereabouts. It was always a pity having to wear gloves and the plastic suit when he killed them, as he longed to touch their skin. But one couldn’t be too careful. The monster within had quieted for now, but he knew it would only be a matter of time until he set his sights on another young woman to make his own.
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It was just past six A.M. Cameron sat at her desk, an old roll top she’d salvaged from a closing newspaper auction, reading over her latest emails, wearing a black silk robe. It was a favorite souvenir she’d picked up while backpacking in Thailand years ago. She’d situated her desk so she had a view of the st
