Chapter 11
The adrenaline ran through him like an out of control freight train on a steep incline. He was panting hard and covered in sweat and blood. The urge was phenomenal it had come from nowhere but he needed to satisfy it and had to satisfy it fast. Perhaps it had to do with that smart arsed copper and his smart arsed questions, because the urge had been with him all day and grew and grew as the day progressed. He had fantasised about all kinds of scenarios but in the end his lust for blood lead him to the gates of Hampstead Heath, where he sat patiently watching the dog walkers and joggers and happy smiling families leave the park as the sun began to set. It was then he saw his mark, there was just something about her that set her apart, the way she walked and the headphones that i
