Chapter 842

Alisa thought Harry was joking and laughed, "Oh, come on, Harry. If you could really make that much money from killing people, count me in."

She didn't take him seriously-just played along with his ridiculous story.

Harry smirked. "Then show up at Golden River at eleven tonight. That's when you'll get paid."

Alisa had taken money from Harry before. He was always generous, and she wanted to believe him. Really, she had no choice. Harry was her last lifeline, the only hope she had to shake off those debt collectors.

"Alright, I'll be there." Alisa's heart fluttered with hope. Maybe this was her shot at getting rich—maybe she could be as well-off as Monica. Then she'd finally be able to hold her head high in front of Jason and Monica.

She was determined to prove to everyone who'd looked down on her that she was more than just a housewife with nothing to her name.

...

Police Station.

the latest victim's file, and said,

don't catch this psycho soon, someone else is

"Have we looked into the victim's social life? Any enemies, friends,

suspicious so far. Her phone's been analyzed, but there's nothing odd in her messages," Hank replied. "Honestly, Jason, it looks like the killer

and case notes from the string of murders. He circled a few common details

the pattern. "All these women have something in common: no steady jobs, but always dressed well and looked put together. They seemed to have money, but there's no record

"You're right. None of their families are rich, either. So where did

already checked out the victims'

have any dating apps? Stuff like Tinder

check." Hank immediately

to the evidence drawer and unlocked the victims' phones. Sure

eyes lit up. "Let's follow this lead. Dig into their app chats, see who they were talking

chatted with men from all over town-guys from every walk of

money, pretending to be looking for love. Many of the

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