She just sat there, dumbfounded.
Not that I blamed her. It must have been hard enough to accept that her step father was an embezzling scumbag. To think that he might have killed off her closest family and an officer of her company, all for the sake of money, well, that raised good old David from self-serving sleaze to something like a serial killer. Not that he was one of the psychos you call the FBI’s profilers in on, not somebody driven to get their rocks off by terrorizing and killing women or kids, but a good, old-fashioned, cold-blooded opportunist.
“Tell me you’re joking,” she whisped out. “Please, for God’s sake, tell me that you just have a horrible, perverted sense of humor.”...
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