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

I will bathe in the blood of my enemies. I will bask in their misery. I will destroy them. And then I will have a glass of wine over their bodies to celebrate. 


Kory sat with her hands over her head. 


"I'm just gonna get a dress from a thrift store or something" she said. 


"No I -" "I can't believe I forgot!" She interrupted Carter. 


"You-" "I can't go home even if I had an appropriate dress which I don't and I'm currently too broke to afford anything good enough. Yeah, thrift store it is" she finished and got up. Just as she reached the door of the room she shared in the precinct with Carter, he grabbed her hand and turned her to face him. 


"If you'll just let me finish, I got you a dress and shoes" 


"I got you a dress and shoes" he repeated. 


Kory felt a number of different emotions at his words. 


Chapter 35. Dress