Page 282 of Icy Cold Death

“Well, does she?”

“No.”

It looked like she was going to get a visit and questioning.

“Here’s my suggestion,” Bishop said. “Stop sleeping around on your partner. That never ends well. If you don’t love her, then let her go.”

“I happen to love her. I just need more than just the relationship with her. I’m going to spend forever with her, but it is nice to have him dote on me. He makes me feel special.”

Oh, well, yeah, he did that to everyone. He was a serial fornicator.

“He’s suspected of killing three women, his wife, and now another woman. He’s trouble.”

She went pale.

“You’re going to do what you want, but don’t go on a picnic with him.”

She got even paler.

“What?” Genesis asked.

“I’m supposed to go on Monday. That’s my day off at the boutique.”

Tori laughed.

“That’s going to be your day off from the rest of your life if you go to the park and hook up with him in a tent.”

She looked horrified.

“You’re not the only woman he’s luring there, and five have gone missing. Four have been recovered. Don’t be an idiot,” Bishop said. “Your girlfriend loves you and likely would want you to come home alive.”

She had tears in her eyes.

“He took other women on a picnic?” she asked.

They all nodded their heads.

“I’m not special?”

Well, she was a special kind of gullible, but that was because Cyrus was a predator and nothing more.

“Did he give you a planner with prescheduled dates in it, a little heart and a cute letter C?” Tori asked.

She looked horrified.

“Yes.”

“Well, let’s not get killed. Don’t go on that date.”

She nodded.

“Okay. I won’t.”

Bishop held out her hand.

“Can we have the journal? We’re using it to prove he’s a killer.”

She opened the top drawer of the desk and pulled it out. It was just like the other one.

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