Part 4
I arrived early today. The newspapers say that yet another young woman was murdered. This time, it was the sister of ‘Mr.Breen’. She was apparently found with fatal head injuries and slashes across her face. Just thinking about how horrible that must have been made me shiver. No time for that. I am early today, so if Aaron won’t come to me, I will go visit him.
I pull on the blonde wig and fix it nicely, then I place the bright orange hat on my head, and finally slide on the white dress with pink curls and tassles. I spin once, delighted in my appearance. I have fibally become a woman of your taste Aaron. Don’t you love me now?
I step downstairs and open the door, smiling when I find Aaron leaning against the side of the building.
“Aaron,” I call out.
