‘Are we sure it’s not another copycat?’ ‘No overkill this time, just neat and clean strokes like our guy. He got two hookers at once this time... and left an interesting message for us. I don’t know what to make of it.’ She strode inside flashing her badge at all the correct people. The mood here was distinctly different from the other butcher murders. Some of the lab techs and officers were laughing. ‘Probably the interesting message’ though Monica as she stepped into the room. The two bodies. She slid off the sofa and squatted down to blot up the cognac with a cloth coaster. I saw she was wearing a white bullet bra under her dress which accentuated her 40C breasts, and a pair of red open toe high heels with no hosiery. As she blotted the spill, she turned and still in a squatting position, spread her legs so I could see up her skirt, revealing she had nothing on under the dress below her waist. Seeing her in that position made me get hard, and after a few more minutes, she looked up. ‘When I was away Sarah would stay on after work with a crowd of fellow workers and go for a drink, although she only ever drank non-alcoholics drinks, because she was pregnant. She’d sometimes dance with some of her work colleagues, but no one in particular. ‘Ralph suggested that having got a bun in the oven, she wasn’t taking any chances of getting caught. ‘Somehow whenever the subject of naming the day came up, I managed to change the subject. I know that Sarah got suspicious as to the reason. You can put your bags in there. Anna has stocked the en suite for you. Behind you is the home office, we call it the den." He theatrically sweeps his arm in an arc, pointing to the open plan living area. "As you can see, this is the kitchen, dining and lounge. Up the stairs are the other bedrooms." Joel leads them out past the kitchen to the backyard. "Pool, pergola, and pool house. The pool house is really just a granny flat but we like the sound of pool house better. Make yourselves at home.