PSYCHO 3.
I must be getting too old for this game. Here I was having stalked this young woman for weeks without realising that she had known from the very first day that I had been stalking her, Don’t ask me how … she just had!
It all culminated one day when as I was following her. She suddenly stopped and turned around and looked me square in the eye. She crooked her finger and beckoned me across the busy road. At first I feigned innocence, but then her persistent beckoning forced me to cross the road and confront her. She was a cool one right enough. I was going to enjoy killing this one, or so I thought, but she shocked me to the core when she said that she knew exactly what my intentions were, but it might be more beneficial if we were to work together rather than my killing her. She showed no outward signs of fear, and that is what impressed me about her. She suggested we had a coffee and discuss her proposition. I tentatively agreed and we entered a spacious restaurant where we were able to secure secluded seats at a corner table. She remained totally silent until after I had ordered coffee and cake, and the waiter hurried to fulfil our order. Only after he left did she open her mouth to speak.
“So, what shall I call you old friend?” she calmly questioned. Now I don’t like haughty women, and this one was haughty plus! I couldn’t wait to be alone with her.
She seemed to be able to read my mind for she laughingly said,“You can get those ideas out of your mind. You and I are going to become very rich, you with your penchant for killing and mine for money.” “I know you love to kill beautiful, haugty women, and I have many friends who fit those specifications. They are all rich and single, with very hefty bank accounts. I would think that in the past you have never considered taking money from those women you have killed, other than what was in their handbags perhaps.
You are no longer a young man and I’m sure you are about ready to retire. How about retiring rich? I can make you rich, and give you the pleasure you crave. How about it, old friend, what do you say to a partnership? I supply the victims and we share the takings.”
My mind was in a whirl. She had it all worked out to a tee. I had to agree that there was some truth in what she had said. I could do with the money she offered.
I had to give this situation some thought and turn it to my advantage.
“Give me until tomorrow to think about it,” I replied.
“We will meet here tomorrow at 2 p.m. and I’ll give your proposal some consideration.”
“OK, until tomorrow.” … she stood quickly and walked briskly from the restaurant. I sat drinking my coffee and slowly thinking over what she had proposed. Should I skip town now? After all, this could be a trap. On the other hand, there had to be some way I could work this to my advantage.
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To be continued. Comments invited.
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