You could hear the water pouring in the shower. Kelley Arlington sang a little song as she gently washed her soaking wet, soapy hair. She pictured her family reunion later that evening.
She stopped, suddenly, as she heard footsteps come towards her master bathroom. The bathroom door opened, and she bit back a scream. Her boyfriend, Jake, was gone on a business trip, so this wasn't him.
She saw him from beyond the foggy glass screen of her shower. She recognized him. A scream died on her lips as he advanced upon her.
The water ran the blood down the drain, no one there to witness the murder of Kelley Arlington.....
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