More threats

"Calm your titties, Steve, dear. Also, open your little gift, and tell me what all of this is about. It’s clear enough what it’s about, but I’d like to hear from the horse’s mouth … so to speak." She drawled. She was clearly enjoying herself immensely.

Steve slowly dipped his hand into the parcel and brought out some of the papers it contained, his hands shaking.

The first paper was a newspaper cutout of the news that reported the mysterious disappearance of the two hookers that he had killed while at the university.

The second one was a somewhat clear picture of him carrying the body of one of them into his car, and the third one was the picture of him carrying the body of the second one into his car as well.

He shuddered, unable to believe his eyes. How was it possible for the picture to be so clear that if someone knew what they were looking for, they would know immediately that he was the one in them?

This picture had been taken over a decade ago and had been taken close to dawn t