How would you feel if you walked in to find your roommate murdered by a serial killer? In this excerpt, it's the day after Halloween…
A Passion for Murder
The night after tricks and treats, an endless party, and way too much sugar in the form of alcohol, Cora French stumbled home at an embarrassing eight in the morning. It's called the walk of shame, but it had become a habit for this twenty-five-year-old. Cora preferred that to the more cautious nature of her roommate Susan.
Who would choose a night handing out candy to the little monsters? To a night of food, drink, and relentless dancing at the best masquerade party in town? Dressed as cat-woman, Cora tried to get her roommate Susan to attend. Suggesting she go as her favorite author, J K Rowling. Susan had said she might, but only after all the trick or treaters were appeased. She loved handing out the goodies.
That's why the sign on the front porch telling the goblins and ghosts to help themselves was so shocking to Cora. The bowl of candy was empty. She was surprised because her friend had listened to her suggestion, but it didn't explain why she hadn't seen Susan at the party. She unlocked the door, ready to hear her friend's lame excuse for skipping the party. Instead, the overpowering odor of blood and bleach greeted her. Gagging, she stepped backward and quickly dialed 911. Hysteria building…
After viewing the crime scene, Steven sat down on the stoop by Alice. "You don't need to see this one."
"Worse," he told her. "Unspeakably worse. What is it with serial killers and Halloween?"
"An opportunity to fulfill their deepest fantasy," Alice said with disgust. "To be the monster they really are."