Profiled by Andrews Renee

Author:Andrews, Renee [Andrews, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Published: 2013-01-23T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Two down, five to go, then this cycle would be complete. Anxious for it to be over, he realized that accomplishing his goal took time, and he wouldn’t venture from the plan. He had to stay true to the pattern, true to the design for maintaining control. Capturing the power.

Monitoring the New Fellowship’s website today had been beyond frustrating. They discussed a charity drive, the inner-city homeless shelter and other do-good projects. All safe subjects in their opinion, he supposed. The chat link that had discussed the killings had been extinguished, and PROTECT&SRV hadn’t even logged on.

They were doing the same thing they’d done before, hiding from the truth, refusing to acknowledge the one among them committed to carrying out Brother Moses’ plan. They were fools. Cowards. They didn’t want to discuss what he’d done because they were ashamed that none of them had lifted a finger toward controlling the power; therefore, they were weak and powerless. And they respected the most pathetic one, the man who had been taught the truth from his father and still turned away. John Tucker. Well, when PROTECT&SRV logged on again, he’d get a real treat. He’d learn a little more about TRUTHLUVR, the one who followed through with the plan…and the one who killed Tucker’s father.

His hands gripped the steering wheel as he eased the car past Cami Talton’s tiny house. He took his time, slowing to a near standstill while he stared at the little home. When he’d located her house he’d known for sure that the Supreme One had selected her for his first kill. The white wooden siding, black shutters, even the swirling wrought iron railing on the porch made the house identical to Hannah’s home. A firm sign that he’d chosen well.

He continued past her house, then started slowly across town. It wasn’t a time for speeding. At 3:00 in the morning, no matter who you were, if you zipped through Macon, you drew attention. He didn’t want attention. Besides, if anyone saw him at either location, they’d just think he was doing his job.

“The killer always returns to the scene of the crime.” Most killers weren’t able to do it under the guise that it was part of their job, but he could. And he had. In fact, this was his third trip to both sites.

Both other times, he’d gone inside, looked around and remembered the surge of power he’d experienced when he’d taken complete control. And all the while, the very people trying their hardest to stop his plan surrounded him while he gloated. They could try. Many had, and they’d all failed. They would again.

Unlike Cami’s residence, Vickie Jones’ duplex hadn’t depicted the accuracy of his choice. However, he hadn’t doubted his decision after his conversation with her on the park bench. Perfect, she had an angel’s face surrounded by a halo of golden hair, both qualities disguising the sinner within. But he’d seen through her disguise. He’d known she, like Hannah, attempted to claim power for her own when it wasn’t hers to claim.

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