Chapter Eighty Two
Though he was a sadist, Tom Rule was also an extremely intelligent and above all a very cautious man. He had not been successful in murdering so many in two different cities because he’d been careless.
Still though, he was enjoying himself as most sadists did, for in his mind, his control freak brain, everything had turned out so much better than he could have ever hoped.
As he stood in the shadows leering down at the man he hated and was jealous of, he knew not to take the muscled artist for granted, thus was the reason for him shooting Mal in the upper thigh.
Keep the dangerous animal hobbled until he was ready, on his own terms, within his own time to murder him. This was the conclusion he had calmly come to, for in reality he was enjoying every moment of what he
