Prince Edward awoke in the middle of the night to a figure at the end of his bed.
"Hello, Edward. I hope you had a good night's sleep."
"Who the hell are you!?" Edward screamed.
"Someone you'd never guess." The mysterious figure jumped onto Edward, holding him down.
Edward writhed under the person's grasp. "Get off me, you wanker!"
However much the prince moved around, he couldn't break the person's hold. The figure pulled out a needle and timer. Without effort, he injected the needle into the prince's arm.
"Good night, sweet prince." He hit the start button on the timer, and sat in the chair in the corner of the room.
An hour and a half later, the prince was dead. He felt for a pulse, found none, and turned off the timer, and crawled out the window. Closing it behind him, he jumped to the street below. He jumped into his Mazda, and sped away. Another successful kill.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
London Falling
Misterio / SuspensoEverything is peaceful in London. But when the Prince is found dead in his room, Jon Knight, a private investigator, is called in to work the case. But as time goes on, Jon uncovers more and more grisly murders all using the same type of virus. And...
