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"I do, yes, their names are Sarah and Jessica," Belinda said. "I can forward you some information on them, as much as I have."
"Thank you, Belinda," she replied, forcing herself to remain composed. "I need that information ASAP."
"Will do, Agent Cross," Belinda responded, and the call ended.
Morgan lowered her phone, her vision blurring momentarily as her mind raced with dark possibilities. Two women, potentially walking straight into the hands of a killer. She couldn't shake the image, their faces twisted with fear and betrayal as they realized the truth too late.
"Derik," she said, her voice cracking slightly. "We've got to move now."
He blinked at her, expression a mix of concern and determination. "What happened?" he asked, taking note of the urgency in her tone.
"It was the woman from Stacy's AA meeting," she explained, her words tumbling out in a rush. "The man we suspect might be behind the murders was seen leaving an AA meeting with two women. We need to find them before it's too late."
"Let's go," he agreed without hesitation, the weight of their earlier conversation momentarily forgotten in the face of the potential danger.
As they hurried out of the office, Morgan couldn't help but feel a faint glimmer of hope amidst the dread. With Derik by her side, perhaps they stood a chance of stopping this monster once and for all.
But only if they could reach the two women in time.
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
The man gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white with anticipation as the van hummed along the highway. In the back, the two women chatted animatedly, their laughter filling the air like a sweet symphony. He glanced at them in the rearview mirror, taking note of one woman's golden hair cascading down her back, while the other's dark brown curls framed her pale face.
"Hey, thanks again for the ride," the redhead called out, her bright green eyes meeting his in the reflection of the mirror.
"Of course," he replied smoothly, flashing a charming smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "It's not every day you meet such lovely company."
As he drove, he couldn't help but feel a thrill run through him at the thought of what was to come. He had never taken two at once before, but something about these women had awakened a hunger inside him, a desire to see if he could pull it off. And what better way to prepare them than with a lavish meal, a night they'd never forget – or even see coming?
"Where are we going, anyway?" the blonde asked, her voice bubbly and excited.
"Ah, well, that's a surprise," he responded slyly, making a mental note of the perfect spot to take them. A restaurant right on the water, where darkness would envelop them, and the sound of the waves would be the perfect backdrop to their final moments.
"Oooh, I love surprises!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together. Her friend chimed in agreement, and he couldn't help but smile at their enthusiasm, knowing they were completely unaware of what was in store for them.
As the van continued down the dark road, he allowed himself a moment to bask in the satisfaction of his plan. The two women, so unsuspecting and vulnerable, would soon learn the true meaning of fear and desperation. And as their laughter continued to fill the air, he couldn't help but think that there was no better sound to accompany the journey to their doom.
"Almost there," he whispered under his breath, a wicked grin spreading across his face, his heart pounding with anticipation. The night had only just begun.
The moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie glow on the water's surface as he drove along the coastline. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore seemed to keep time with the beating of his heart, a steady reminder of the night's dark purpose.
"Look at that moon," the brunette said, her eyes wide with admiration. "It's so beautiful tonight."
"Perfect for a romantic dinner," the blonde added, winking at him through the rearview mirror.
His grip tightened on the steering wheel as he forced a smile, all the while thinking of the tides. The full moon would bring high tide tonight, and with it, the perfect opportunity to carry out his twisted desires. He could feel the thrill building within him, an electric current that coursed through his veins, igniting a fire deep within his soul.
"Did you know that the tides are influenced by the moon?" he asked, feigning casual interest as he navigated the winding road.
"Really?" the brunette replied, leaning forward with genuine curiosity. "How does that work?"
"Well, the gravitational pull of the moon affects the water in the oceans, causing them to rise and fall," he explained, his voice taking on a sinister edge as his thoughts turned to what awaited the women at the end of their journey. "When the tide is high, it can be quite powerful. Almost...overwhelming."
"Wow, I never knew that," she said, clearly impressed by his knowledge. "You learn something new every day, huh?"
"Indeed," he murmured, his mind already envisioning the scene that would soon play out before him. The sensation of watching the air leave their lungs, the panic in their eyes as they realized there was no escape from the watery abyss – it was intoxicating, mirroring the very fear and helplessness he had experienced in his youth. Those memories, once a source of anguish, had now become his twisted muse.
"Hey, are we almost there?" the blonde asked, her voice cutting through his dark reverie.
