The Tart killer caught


He was standing out side the house wearing a long black jacket with it's hood on ready to sneak through the bathroom's window . It was nearly midnight and the lights were off in the house. Before he could sneak in,he heard a dog barking charging towards him. He didn't know there was a dog in that house. The dog's intentions was to attack him rather than barking,so that the owner would wake up. He quickly reached out for his long sharpened knife between his skin and pants. He always thought it was useless to wear boxers when he was about to victimize his victims. Especially when his victims were beautiful and sexy that every men would go mad over them. He could see the anger on the dog's face,it was about to bite his left ankle when he stabbed it successfully on its ribcage. It sobbed as it was slowly losing its conscious and it passed out. The floor was drowning in a pull full of dog's blood. His black and long leather boots were covered by blood. He remembered that the last time he came to this house there was no dog *"I guess not even alarm systems or CCTV cameras"*he thought. But I guess she felt safe with a dog.*"Maybe she had read about the ***Tart killer**on the newspaper* ,that's were she thought the dog will be just fine"*he wondered. Time was waiting for no one and he reminded himself that he had some work to do. A work that got hookers around Pine Town wondering if they are his next victims. He took a bucket besides the dead dog to climb up the window,he quickly got out of the bathroom to a hallway that leaded to a room that had a shining door handle. The door was slightly opened and he could see a reflection of the moon's light coming through the window,it was rather light like a lamp had been switched on in the room. He walked in the room and found a woman in her late 20s lying on bed naked. He scrutinized her for a moment before he said "wake up bitch,we have to have some fun before you die Jane". He rubbed his knife against her thighs . She was starting to bleed because the knife was sharp and it scratched her. She then realized that it was his former classmate that she had last seen ten years ago." Martin is that you...why are you doing this?"she asked as she realized that he was the Tart killer she had read about in the newspaper. "Shut up you scrubber,I'm the one doing the talking here," he snapped putting his knife on her throat. Jane was bursting into tears already given up that she was his 20th victim. Begging for her life was not something she was going to do because her life was meaningless. He didn't care if his victims were begging for their lives,he just wanted to see their lives flashing out of their bodies. He started by cutting her nipples from her breasts,then he slitted her throat as she was starting to cry out loud. Her bed's white sheets were covered with her blood .

He went out of the house and headed to his car that he parked a few distance away from Jane's house. He was very happy to see Jane's body naked and covered in blood."That was great,"he said aloud as he grinned. He took a deep sigh and started the car's engine .It was the only car on the street or rather few of them but most of them were trucks. He was ridding in a 2008 black Nissan model. He was heading home when he wa stopped by policemen who made a road block just 30 miles outside of Pine town. He pulled up on the side of the road and two slim officers came to talk to him."Can I have your drivers license and registration please ,"One of slim policemen said standing next to the car. He seemed a little bit rattled about what the officer just said. He took his drivers license, and registration and handed it to the officer through the car's window."Oh Martin Meyers!..do you mind telling us where have you been or where are you going at this time of a night,"he asked. "I was at my..." his voice faded and couldn't answer the question."Wait is that blood on your shirt?"the other policeman asked as he pulled out his handcuffs getting ready if this blood on his shirt was crime related. All policemen were surrounding his car and one of them asked, "who's woman underwear is that and why does it also have blood?"." In fact there's no only one underwear,they are plenty as he saw them through a window using a flashlight. He looked devastated and never said anything in the presence of the police."This might be the guy we're looking for,they all said at the same time seeming like they were reading each others minds."Step out of your car sir,you'll have to come with us,"a slim officer said. When he opened the car's door a sharp knife with blood fell of the car . He was the taken to custody

After two weeks he was arrested the DNA he left from all the scenes was negative. He was then charged with twenty murders of women who dressed revealing dresses more often between 20-30 years of age after been caught with evidence. He killed them same special ways. They were all found with nipples and throat slitted .The real question ***"Was it now safe for women living in Pine Town?***they wondered

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