I stare across the room at that closet and wait for the eyes. Mom doesn't see them, she thinks I want attention and Dad's decided that I'm trying to g...t away with something. And then there's David. How could I have thought that he really loved me. I think about death, diary, all the time. I think that maybe that's the only way that I'll be safe from him."The last entry was dated on Halloween night. The night that the murders had happened. One year ago tonight. The thought gave me a start. I. The name appeared in a couple of people’s outlook address books. But not the persons that these e-mails were addressed too. I don’t know, a cynical ex-policeman’s hunch I suppose. Or perhaps I’m just nosy. I pulled up copies of everything were Carter was mentioned. Yes, I can do that. Christ, I’m giving away the family secretes here. If you guys tell anyone. I’m out on my bloody ear!’ ‘No worries Dave, nothing you tell us about how you got this information will go out of this room.’ Mack. Grinning in glee at all the little red spots she was making, she held her gun on Tabatha with both hands and squeezed the trigger several more times until it just clicked.Gasping from the effort of holding her body up with her wounded stomach muscles and the effects of blood filling her insides, she gazed up at Jake, holding her gun up.“It stopped shooting,” she panted. “Did I break it?” Jake grinned down at the sexy, bloodied goddess kneeling on the ground in front of him. His cock was so hard. Her heart shaped face mostly untouched by wrinkles, her body still mostly in shape from constant yoga practice, the blonde mother of three was still a knock out.Ben swallowed a mouthful of cereal and then looked up at his mother. “Thanks Mom, I’ll head on over there after I have a shower.”“Don’t know why you waste time with that old kook,” Peter grumbled, folding his paper. “Plenty of jobs out there that are far more respectable than babysitting old folks.”Suzy frowned at her husband. “Oh hush,.