Killer Service

Killer Service She looked at him smiling

He looked her up and down as she slowly made her way through the doorway; her eyes locked on his.

“Are you in the correct room, miss? I don’t remember ordering an escort tonight.”

She looked at him smiling, as she took the knife from her purse.

“You didn’t.”

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Celsie Nace