Free Spoilt by Joanne Ellis

the pout
of her lips. She wasn’t going to leave his mind in a hurry, however
much better it would be if she did.

    * * *

    Lindsay has turned out to have no fight at all and this is
making me more anxious to have the real thing, the real spoilt
bitch. She just sobs and her screams are just not the right
ones.
    I must be patient, make it right for when I have my way with
the princess.
    I think it’s time to make my presence known to her with a nice
little chat.
    She’s home, so now might be a good time to see how she has
been affected by her loss, to see how she feels about losing
someone she cares about.
    Ah here she comes now, out on the balcony. It’s so convenient
that she likes to sit out there so I can watch her. Who is that
with her? Oh, the detective who thinks he’s going to find me. Well
think again!
    Wait, what is she doing? Is she kissing him? That tramp, I
knew she wouldn’t be waiting for me to come to her! What a
betrayal, I think that has just bought her an extra day of
pain.
    I must keep it together. I have to go to my mundane job, keep
up appearances otherwise someone may get suspicious if I don’t turn
up. If it weren’t for that drab job I wouldn’t have found all these
lovely ladies to play with now, would I?
    I have to go now, princess, but soon I’ll get to see your
blood spill.

Chapter 10

    Suspect
    Thursday

    Maggie was talking with Detective Peterson, one of their extra
manpower, when Lucas entered the precinct.
    “ Hey, tough guy, how are you?” asked Andrew
Peterson.
    Lucas always thought Andy looked more like a soldier than a
cop. Medium height with a short blond military style cut, friendly
blue eyes and a stocky, well built physique. His precision on the
job made him an excellent detective.
    “ I’ll be better when we catch this guy,” he
replied.
    “ I’ve just been filling Maggie in on our interviews with
Elle’s family. Greg and I are about to go and speak with her
friends and then start a canvas of the street.”
    “ Great, thanks, Andy.”
    “ Catch ya later.” He waved as he headed out to join his
partner.
    “ So, how did it go with Chelsea?” Maggie asked, her tone
wary.
    “ I think we might have a lead regarding the Coffee Break
Café,” he replied with renewed energy, trying to put Chelsea out of
his mind. “Were Libby and Kate customers like Elle?”
    “ Yes, they both had coffee there most mornings on the way to
work. It’s a popular place and the food is supposed to be
good.”
    “ Did the victims’ friends know if maybe this mystery guy of
theirs worked there?”
    “ I asked but none of them knew.”
    “ Chelsea remembered Elle talking about a blonde guy who either
worked there or owned the place.”
    “ Let’s check it out while we’re waiting for the reports from
David and the findings from Chelsea’s house.”
    “ I could do with a decent lunch, so we could grab a bite while
we’re there. We don’t get much time to eat good food on this
job.”
    As they pulled up, Lucas pointed out where Elle worked and how
close it was to the café. They walked in to find a trendy but cosy
atmosphere and one free table.
    “ Can I help you?” a perky blonde waitress asked.
    “ Yes, can we get a table for lunch?” Lucas gave her a crooked
grin.
    “ Why certainly, big guy,” she said. “Have the table over there
by the window. I’ll come back and take your order in a
moment.”
    “ Do you have to melt all the women we meet?” Maggie
asked.
    “ I was simply warming her up, ready to ask her some
questions.”
    “ I think you are going soft on me, Hudson.”
    “ Never happen.”
    The waitress returned with her notepad in hand.
    “ What can I get for you?” she asked, looking at
Lucas.
    “ I’ll have a black coffee and garden salad,” Maggie answered,
diverting her attention.
    “ Sure and what can I get for you?” she said, turning to Lucas
again.
    “ Um, I’ll have a burger and coke, Laura,” he replied, reading
her name tag. “If it’s