When I tell
you, I love what I do, it is a deep, passionate love for the people who are
stupid enough to put themselves in a position to get murdered by a fifteen year
old.
Granted, it
is a highly trained, highly skilled fifteen year old girl with a passion even I
didn’t possess at her age, but it is still so ridiculous.
How many
people are still regularly going outside when we are in the middle of a pandemic.
And it’s for stupid stuff, too.
Ma’am, you
do not need to go to the salon right now. Your roots have been fucked for a lot
longer than this, they can wait a few more months.
I mean, I
hope it’s only a few months.
Look, I don’t
want to focus on all the unknowns. I want to talk about the three people Casey
and I have killed in the last week. I know three is a lot, I try to keep it at
two, but it is just too easy. I mean there’s so much less traffic, there are so
many more empty places to lure people and hide their bodies.
It’s like
Christmas, I can’t help but want to treat myself.
Which is
why I’ve been allowing myself to take more time. It’s not just to make sure
Casey gets to pure the bleach down his throat – which takes some time if you’re
somewhat new at it – it’s also so I can really enjoy the look of terror and then
resignation when they realize that they will never escape.
I’ve missed
it.
And I know,
what you’re going to say: Casey’s not new, she’s been killing for months now.
Her first
kills – the ones that destroyed my family – they were messy. She’s street smart
but she isn’t book smart. She has the passion and the natural talent and the common
sense to cover her tracks, but she also needs to be clinical and study. Raw
talent will only get her so far. In a way, it does feel like starting from
scratch with her because she’s having to unlearn some bad habits. Like control
of her stabbing motions. Go too hard or too fast and you’ll tire out quickly.
Speed is
important in a lot of murders but so is precision and intention. That’s what I’m
trying to teach her. And I suppose now is the perfect time. We’ve both got all
this extra time and we might as well spend it doing something we love. What
else are we going to do?
If I’m not
with Casey, I’m sitting and worrying about my father and that sucks so I’m
going to focus on what I can control: murdering people.
As always, dear
readers,
Stay Safe
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