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Tamara’s mind was set on her mission as she started the car. She hated men, all men, but especially those who abused women. Ronny now fell into that category. He had used Camilla for his own purposes. He cared nothing for her. While this didn’t surprise Tamara, she could hardly overlook it.
Finding out where he lived was easy. Camilla had told her his name and his name was in the phone book. All she had to do was find his apartment.
She drove to the seedy complex near the center of town. A full moon rose like a milky crystal ball, foretelling Ronny’s doom that drew ever closer with each mile. Like a primal creature of claws and fangs, she was on his trail, sensing him, hunting him. He would not escape. Like a panther springing on a deer, she would bring him down. And since he wouldn
