Critical Threat by Lynette Eason EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Lynette Eason
- Language: English
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MONDAY, NOVEMBER
OUTSIDE WASHINGTON, DC
“A third victim has been found and a serial killer is once again thought to be
terrorizing the Northeast—just east of the territory Peter Romanos paralyzed
with his string of murders,” Rachel Goodwin reported from her position
outside the prison. “Peter Romanos, who is incarcerated in the new highsecurity DC federal penitentiary, is serving twelve life sentences. Only this
time, instead of teenage girls, this particular killer is targeting older women.
That’s all the information I have at the moment. I hope to know more soon.”
The camera panned away from the woman, and clips of Romanos’s arrest
thirteen years ago took over the screen.
The man in the recliner stood and frowned. Peter Romanos had gotten
what he deserved—caught.
Because he’d been stupid.
The killer walked down the hallway, grabbed his keys off the table near the
door, stepped outside, then crossed the yard to the barn. He unlocked the
padlock, lifted the wooden beam, and stepped inside, surveying his office. It
wasn’t what most people considered an office, but it was definitely where all
the important work took place.
He stepped into the stall on the left of the area where he’d dug the hole. It
had taken him a month to get it just the way he wanted. Once he had it deep
enough, he smoothed concrete on the floor and then concreted the walls most
of the way up. High enough that no one could climb out. The remaining
sides, up to the barn’s floor, had fencing with chicken wire to hold back the
dirt and a heavy chain-link fence on top that would allow air in.
He didn’t
need anyone suffocating in there. He was the one who chose the time of
death. He was the one who decided how they died. And, because he paid
attention to details, everything had gone according to the plan so far. No one
would ever trace anything back to him. Ever. Because he was smart.
Not like Romanos.
Who leaves evidence in their house for their kid to find?
So dumb. And it was infuriating that Romanos had treated killing like it
was a game, a sport. Killing was not a game nor a sport. Romanos’s victims
hadn’t deserved to die like that. They were young. Innocent. They’d had so
much to live for.
Not like some.
The ones who weren’t innocent. The ones who deserved what they had
coming.
Like Sonya Griffith. What a mean old bat. He’d taken care of her and made
sure she never had a chance to spread her poison ever again.
His phone buzzed and he glanced at the text.
See you at noon for lunch, sweetheart.
He stopped and tapped back his response.
So sorry, hon. I need to cancel. Looks like a long day. I’ll let you
know when I’m on the way home.
So much for plans for lunch. He tucked the phone back in his pocket and
headed into the workroom, where he wiggled the mouse on the laptop. It was
thrilling to see all his hard work finally paying off.
Because killing wasn’t a game. It was very serious business.
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