He read and re-read the report about the discovery of the body on the front page of the Garside Gazette and a longer story about the murder on page three.
Garside GazetteThere was, so far as he could determine from the story, nothing to indicate that the police knew who the killer was. He had no doubt that they would soon identify the body, and he was beginning to wonder if he should have taken her further away, out of town but there had little time to think and he had to act on the spur of the moment.
He read the piece again, unable to put it down and do something else.
Anything else but it was constantly on his mind, unable to shake off the images of the body.
He had even dreamed about them. Horrid dreams, full of ugliness and terror, screams and choking sensations.
Why he wondered,
