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

The charm of horror only tempts the strong. 


Stevens was right behind Ingersoll, shaking as he too held a letter. 


Kory quickly slipped on her gloves and collected the notes from them, though that probably wouldn't do much good. Even if they hadn't already compromised it with their prints, she was certain The Mailman hadn't left his. 


"Why did you send us these?" Ingersoll asked, this time her voice less sure. 


Kory carefully opened the letter and together with Carter, they read. 


"You didn't send these did you?" Ingersoll asked. 


"Why did you think we did?" Carter asked. 


"The box said From Lieutenant Hannagan. I opened it and that was written on it. I.. I thought you were playing some sick joke or something" 


"Why them? Because of the site?" Kory asked no one in particular but Carter still answered. 


Chapter 23. Target