Feb 3, 2014
The Killings on St. Valetine's
He had followed her. I guess you could say that. I guess you could assume that. It was more that he wasn't going to let her get away. So he found her. He would always find her. He had owned the stubborn little ghost from the second he had laid his eyes on her. She may not have know that, but it didn't matter.
One day he was going to make her his.
Today was not that day. "Lenore!" He was almost sure that she was here. "I've got some coke for you, we gotta go!" The door open and he smiled. "I'm taking you killing for Valentine's day."
