Scream for Me
Chapter One
Arcadia, Georgia, Present day Friday, January 26, 1:25 a.m.
He'd chosen her with care. Taken her with relish. Made her scream, long and
loud.
Mack O'Brien shivered. It still gave him goose bumps. Still made his blood race
and his nostrils flare as he remembered how she'd looked, sounded. Tasted. The
taste of pure fear was like nothing else. This he knew. She'd been his first
murder. She would not be his last.
He'd chosen her final resting place with equal care. He let her body roll off
his back and drop to the soggy ground with a muted thud. He squatted next to her
and arranged the rough brown blanket in which he'd wrapped her like a shroud,
his anticipation growing. Sunday was the annual cross-county bicycle race. One
hundred cyclists would be passing this way. He'd placed her so that she'd be
visible from the road.
Soon she would be found. Soon they would hear of her demise.
They'll wonder. And they'll suspect each other. They'll all be afraid.
He stood, satisfied with his handiwork. He wanted them to be afraid. He wanted
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