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It’s all cloak and dagger right now. That’s what happens when you’re a serial killer dating a FBI profiler who hunts serial killers.
She glares at him, and I slowly put the pieces together. Bitterness. Lots of bitterness in her look. It’s not hard to recognize a woman scorned.
He’s terrified for me right now because a merciless killer might be after me. The irony isn’t lost on me.
A serial killer sharing a house with a homicide detective and a FBI agent. Life doesn’t get more complicated than this.
I can remember a time that I was afraid of the dark. Now even the snakes fear me.
