[CW- Graphic imagry, death, and a look inside the mind of a serial killer.]

He'd done it again... He'd snuffed the life out of the pretty little chit who had disobeyed him. The whores were all afraid of him and for good reason. Ever since Sonia had gone into hiding, he had been going through the brothel on a rampage, interrogating his girls... And none of them flinched, not even the limp one beneath him. Fuck, he had done it again. He felt both triumphant and sick at the same time.

This time was his undoing. He grabbed the lifeless form to him and gave a cry, "Who did this? I'll see them hang!"

Screams could be heard from some of the other girls as he lay the dead courtesan on the floor of the main entry.