tailieunhanh - The Wire In The Blood

Murder was like magic, he thought. The quickness of his hand always deceived the eye, and that was how it was going to stay. He was like the postman delivering to a house where afterwards they would swear there had been no callers. This was the knowledge that was lodged in his being like a pacemaker in a heart patient. Without the power of his magic he'd be dead. Or as good as. He knew just from looking at her that she would be the next. Even before the eye contact, he knew. There had always been a very particular. | The Wire In The Blood Val McDermid The Wire In The Blood Author Vai McDermid Category Thriller Website http Date 29-October-2012 Page 1 293 http The Wire In The Blood Val McDermid Prologue Murder was like magic he thought. The quickness of his hand always deceived the eye and that was how it was going to stay. He was like the postman delivering to a house where afterwards they would swear there had been no callers. This was the knowledge that was lodged in his being like a pacemaker in a heart patient. Without the power of his magic he d be dead. Or as good as. He knew just from looking at her that she would be the next. Even before the eye contact he knew. There had always been a very particular combination that spelled perfection in his thesaurus of the senses. Innocence and ripeness mink-dark hair eyes that danced. He d never been wrong yet. It was an instinct that kept him alive. Or as good as. He watched her watching him and under the urgent mutter of the crowd he heard echoing in his head the music. Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown . The chiming tune swelled and burst then battered his brain like a spring tide against a breakwater. And Jill What about Jill Oh he knew what happened to Jill. Over and over again repetitious as the barbaric nursery rhyme. But it was never enough. He had never quite been satisfied that the punishment had fit the crime. And so there had to be a next one. And there he was watching her watching him sending her messages with his eyes. Messages that said I ve noticed you. Find your way to me and I ll notice you some more. And she read him. She read him loud and clear. She was so obvious life hadn t scarred her expectations with static yet. A knowing smile quirked the corners of her mouth and she took the first step on the long and for him exciting journey of exploration and pain. The pain as far as he was concerned was Young girls are disappearing .

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