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well spoken, and appeared trustworthy. The victims shared no similar qualities except the women were alone, needy and lonely. Her preformed no sexual assault but only killed for the thrill.
Lorelai remembered what he drove and his name, Jay Parker. She considered looking him through the DMV. Someone opened the door, Abrey Delay, her friend from the force, entered with some uniforms. What was going on? she thought. Lorelai ran to him- nothing.

"Come on guys, there's nothing here." He noticed the computer; a tear fell from his he shut off the monitor. "God, I loved you, Lorelai," he mumbled and they all left.
Lorelai turned the monitor back on and checked the local paper. The headline glared at her, "Local Author, Lorelai McThiernny, Murdered by the Red River Dam Killer." The images of the night flooded her.
They met after Sue and Macy went home. Lorelai welcomed the advances of the dashing man. He bought her drink after drink. He flirted. She needed him. He said she was beautiful. He invited her for a drive. She said yes. He drove to the dam, she never thought twice. They walked hand in hand. He kissed her. Then got behind her, grabbed her dark red hair, she felt the blade across her throat. Lorelai collapsed to the grass. He looked into her eyes.
How can he that? Lorelai fumed He didn't care about anyone. How could he do it to anyone? No one deserved this. She could stop him, but how? Lorelai looked down her Celtic trinity necklace, gone.
Abrey only needed enough for a search warrant. She knew what she had to do. Lorelai walked to the bar and grabbed a napkin. She scribbled Jay Parker's name and his blue Mercedes. Lorelai went to the morgue.
Seeing her naked body on the table, made her death feel more real. The coroner stitched her throat. Lorelai headed over to the police station. She easily found her clothes still folded in a paper bag. Nobody in lab gave her the opportunity to slip the napkin in her jean pocket. She knew they would find it.
The very thing that took her marriage was the very thing that took her life. But in the end she took his life as well.

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