giggled as he dragged the red lipstick across the photo on his pad. Crossing
out a smiling face, he rushed to type another text message. This time they
would be scared, really scared. The exact way he liked his prey, scared for
Amara rushed to her desk
from Scott’s office. That man was insane and only God could save him. They had
been together all weekend and Scott still welcomed her to work today with his
crazy sexual fantasy.