He was leaning against the wall in the far corner; she said to her self in confidence, “I must have him”. Chelsea hated him, but longed to see him again. XXX It must have been his dinner, running threw his icy veins, and it wasn’t till she got a good taste that she realized that he wasn’t what she thought. “Can you see where we’re going? He was quite good looking and would suit for a delicious meal, her hunger roared up to her, she ran her finger tips over her stomach “in time” she said to her self. She took a deep breath threw her nose breathing in the aroma of death that was now setting into the new crime scene.
