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“You can like hack shit right?”
She frowned. “This sounds illegal…like really illegal.”
“Could be…can you do it?”
She gave a huff and turned, walking away from me. I watched her head into her bedroom before reappearing quickly with a laptop. Nora was game.
“Who are we spying on?”
We both ended up on her couch with her sitting cross legged, the laptop in her lap. I sat as close as possible so that I could watch her work. She started typing in all sorts of stuff and pulling up programs. Before I knew it, I was giving out directions which she followed and soon we had footage from a traffic camera up.
Grainy photos played and it almost seemed like it was on loop, with a time stamp in the bottom right hand corner. It went on and on for a few moments before we watched a woman get out of a car and head into an apartment. The car wasted no time and drove off.
“What are we waiting on?” Nora asked quietly.
I held up a finger shushing her.
It didn’t take long until a bike sped through the intersection before disappearing into the night.
“That,” I remarked and hit the space bar on her computer, pausing the video,
“Still confused,” she took her glasses and rested them against the top of her head.
“We just watched the Rosary Killer’s first victim. Janet Cortez, age twenty-two. She was Latina, and she was a prostitute.”
Nora looked uncomfortable.
I kept talking because I needed her to understand what we were looking at exactly.
“This man…on the bike.”
“Oh God,” Nora cringed, taking the lap top and sitting it on the table. “I have the chills.”
“I have a hunch that he’s the killer. That if you can find these women on tap just a few days before they go missing, he’s there. You just wouldn’t know if you weren’t looking.”
“The boogeyman,” Nora shook her head while rubbing at her covered arms.
Taking a breath, I took her in. She had on a big fluffy cream colored sweater that looked so warm, I wanted to be inside of it.
“Stop.” Nora was picking at her sweater, pulling at invisible lint.
“Stop what?”
“Looking at me like that?”
A cocky grin eased its way on my face. “I didn’t realize I was looking at you any sort of way.”
“You know you were,” she tried to slap at me playfully but it didn’t work.
The Corsican was stirring and nudged me mentally to grab Nora. I pulled her into my lap, her jean clad legs going on either side of me. I was hard instantly and our breathing had changed.
“We agreed on friendship,” she stared down at me, her hands were on my face.
Fuck her,please.
Nora had the monster inside of me begging to be inside of her.
“We did,” I offered a tight smile.
