He rubbed his furred cheek against the side of my face. I'd felt fear before, but not like this. Make love to me, he whispered and started to lean in for a kiss. Okay, I also hadn't wanted to discuss my boyfriend situation with Zerbrowski, but we really did have a murderer to catch.
Someone had flooded the bathtub. Micah threw her over his shoulders, and the movement startled her enough that she let go of the door and he carried her out of sight. Serial killers don't stop killing, not unless they're locked up, or permanently dead. It was a good hit, nice and solid.
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