Lina Massinger was not surprised by Nick's arrival, but his words immediately puzzled her.
She was no professional killer. She killed only out of a craving that came from her blood, not her own wishes, so every time she "drained" a victim, she fled in a hurry, without even bothering to clean up the scene.
Sometimes, to soothe her overly "excited" emotions, she would also take a few "shiny" little things with her.
After her husband was taken away, Lina Massinger knew the police would suspect her sooner or later, so all she wanted was to have her last "meal" tonight, find a way to bail her husband out, and then take her entire family far away.
At the same time, however, she was extremely confident in her charms. What a young detective who had taken her husband away during the day and returned to her door at night wanted hardly seemed difficult to guess.
It seemed this home-delivered meal would even save her the trouble of going out hunting tonight.
With that thought, Lina Massinger stepped back half a pace to clear the doorway, raising her chin slightly, a trace of resentment and humiliation on her face.
She knew perfectly well that this expression was better at arousing a man's desire for conquest. "You took my husband away. What else do you want to do to me now?"
Sure enough, the young detective walked inside without ceremony and shut the door, a wicked smile on his handsome face. "Madam, you wouldn't want your husband..."
"As long as you spare my family, I'll do anything." Lina Massinger obligingly sank to her knees and reached out to... Ahem, there was no need to follow the script to the letter. Nick grabbed her arm and, under her startled gaze, fastened a pair