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DEATH DAYS: Day 1

(SMASHWORDS EDITION / Copyright Kenneth Guthrie 2011)

He creeps in the night doing his wickedness upon those who believe themselves oh so safe. Tonight he will feast on one of the weak and take from them the light of the world. Psychopath does not even begin to describe him. He is death.



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DEATH DAYS: Day 1

Smoke and Murder

SMOKE AND MURDER

The room gave the woman a smoky halo as she leaned up against the bar. He looked on from his seat in the corner of the room as she picked up her little cocktail and took a sip. Her hands were graceful and sensual.

She was his type. The type he liked to kill, but today, unfortunately, he had other targets.

The man sitting next to her wore a big drab black coat in the dimly lit bar. He wasn't out of place in a place like this where upper class workers would come to play after a hard day at the office struggling with the stress of meetings and endless paperwork. He could understand. During his daily life he was a banker.

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