"For as long as she lives, and probably longer, she will never forget his face."

The hawk nose, thin lips and narrow eyes. His face was burned into her mind and his evil grin made her sick. Small drops of blood spotted his face. Even more blood covered his hands as he lifted them from the body and looked at the blood glistening in the light. She watched his sick display and felt her stomach beginning to revolt. Finally, she allows her gaze to go to the body in front of him. The victim she does not know, but the murderer will haunt her dreams.