Moonless night

What a mess, I thought to myself when everything was over. blood dripping on the walls, drenching the rugs, staining my shoes. I came to get used to the warm stench of dead bodies. In my profession is usual to encounter this kind of scenarios. I got to take the pictures of everything that was out of place. A broken window pane, may he got inside by that small space. the backdoor was also ripped apart, he may have broke that when he ran over. the size of the shoes was considerably big. maybe 1.85 or 1.90 meters high, a well over 90 kg. of weight. this guy certainly is big enough to take on a fit woman like her. leaving her lying with her head down on the bed with a precise cut on her throat. The smell of the body was becoming far more appealing than it should. I must leave the place now, before anyone gets here. Her flavor was sweet and I must admit a bit aphrodisiac; but I will not screw up as a newbie on the business. The loud noise of the police car is getting closer. I combed my hair, cleaned my shoes, got myself one of the trench coats on the hanger and left by the garage door. A moonless night is always fun to go out and play. As the police men got into the house I walked in the other way, no one suspect of me. why should they I cover the tracks, by the time the find the set up. I'll be on summer camp. middle school is always funny to ran away in summer, and who knows... maybe I'll play a bit there to.