He leans back in his chair.
What now? he thinks, as if there’s even a choice.
Because Lisa has to die. She knows too much. And she’ll spill.
He hadn’t expected to be so torn. After all, he knew from the beginning it would come to this. But she’s really grown on him.
What if...
No...she has to go.
Maybe he could make it look like an accident.
Or a home break-in gone horribly awry.
Or drugs...an overdose. Everyone knows she’s been depressed.
Yeah...that’ll work.
Smiling, he slides the chair up to the keyboard and types:
What now? he thinks, as if there’s even a choice.
Because Lisa has to die. She knows too much. And she’ll spill.
He hadn’t expected to be so torn. After all, he knew from the beginning it would come to this. But she’s really grown on him.
What if...
No...she has to go.
Maybe he could make it look like an accident.
Or a home break-in gone horribly awry.
Or drugs...an overdose. Everyone knows she’s been depressed.
Yeah...that’ll work.
Smiling, he slides the chair up to the keyboard and types:
“Chapter 6 – Lisa’s Demise”
