Nate Castle 1: The Coworker by Vernon Rush

Author:Vernon Rush [Rush, Vernon]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery, Hard-Boiled, Thriller & Suspense, United States, Teen & Young Adult, Mysteries & Thrillers, African American, Literature & Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense
Amazon: B00O2AZY78
Publisher: Vernon Rush
Published: 2014-10-04T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

24 Hours A Dead Body -Rage.

Besides mediocrity, nothing made him angrier than to be forced off his design. To have the actions of others affect him so. He liked his life of leisure, in which he could hunt as he chose, as he planned. It was one thing to hunt for passion. For sport. For the art of it. This was way too much like work. This was like being asked, as a virtuoso violinist, to play stupid shit on the street corner for coin. It was beneath him. This murder might just cause more anxiety than it resolved. He would do it—of course he would. And he would be better at it than any member of the pedestrian population in which he immersed himself. But there would be a big price tag for those who put him in this position. Consequences. And those he would definitely take his time perfecting.

Besides his own utter brilliance and all-around superiority, the fact that he made Emily Fabian as nervous as a cat worked in his favor. Once the smoke of abject rage had rescinded some, he realized he was probably going to enjoy this after all. Though the decision to kill her had been made hastily and he would have to act quickly, there was absolutely no reason he couldn't take a moment and savor her fear, just a little bit.

He'd always had his eye on her and lately more so, just as matter of course. He tracked her from the office to the library to the meeting. The way the two of them had flown out of there, he knew the Smart One had shone the light on a path that would bring the world closer to him. Maybe he would be discovered, maybe he would not—but if putting out Emily Fabian's lights meant that she would be one less lantern that could be used to expose him, it had to be done.

Emily Fabian was a single woman who was slightly panicked that she had no prospects for marriage or even a serious relationship. The carefulness of her hair and clothes screamed that. Some good-looking women dressed well because they loved themselves, but others made sure their appearance was impeccable because they wanted someone to love them. Emily Fabian was the latter. She was pushing forty and she had invested all she was able to be as stunning as possible at any given moment. He would make that lack of self-assurance work in his favor.

The house with the white picket fence that she lived in was one of those jobs that was split up into suites. It must be a tough pill to swallow, he mocked her in his head. Or was he saying that out loud? He never knew, nor did he care. Once he was close enough, it was lights out for whomever, anyway. Because he was that good. The only face-saving thing about where Emily lived, he thought, was: What single person in Frederick didn't live in one of those? It would be a tough venue to do his work, but he sort of knew the drill.

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