He'd done something bad. Very bad. It was an accident. He didn't mean to bash her head in with the bat. And then stab her seven times. It was all her fault! She didn't listen. She wouldn't be silent! Now they'd hunt him down because of her, the bitch. Oh he'd really done something bad. But how come it felt so good?

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Murder in New York as a ruthless killer who likes to play games runs wild in the streets, murdering people in no order that the cops could find. He has the cops chasing their tails. Until Lieutenant Kory Hannagan, a woman with a personal vested interest in the case is put in charge.

The GLEE in murder

Serial killers are true to themselves. That's more than those who condemn them can say of themselves. 


Perhaps it wasn't the wisest question to ask in light of the situation but it burst out of Kory's mouth before she could think. 


"Of course I'm sure my son's dead. You think I'd be mistaken about something like that?" 


"May we come in and ask some questions?" Kory asked. 


"What for? You already asked and I gave you an answer" 


She made to shut the door but Agent Cross put his hand forward, above Kory's head and stopped it. 


"Ma'am we only have a few questions and then we'll be out of your hair " Kory tried good cop again. 


"I don't want the likes of you in my house. Norman!" 


Kory sighed and looked up at Agent Cross. He shrugged. 


Chapter 15. Norway