Cold Dewdrops Formed Throughout theNight
"That's not a thing which should be laughed at."
Alexander said this with a frown on his face. But he kept laughing, not listening to Alexander.
"I'm the one who helped her to murder perfectly,"
the caller said calmly.
Alexander doubted what he heard, but said nothing.
"I put her in the perfect condition to kill them, including you, detective. Sorry about that. I gave her the house where she stayed until the murder was over, I helped her get a job to easily approach men, which made her look like a normal, diligent woman. She didn't like complicated plans. She enjoyed the process in which victims come into the lion's den by themselves, by their own willingness, to sate their sexual appetites. You were a pretty hot catch, my man! I saw you in real time on her camera. When I gave her the house, I always kept several cameras running. That offered another pleasant sight, to see her banging other men,"
he continued.
"It was a fresh experience to see a beautiful insane woman who wanted to destroy men with pure hatred. And it was pretty sexy to see her fuck them before the murders. I think she was confused sometimes. She just let the little boy go. When she hunted the Italian, she wanted to preserve his body; she said he was the sexiest guy she'd ever bedded. But what did she know? Even with dozens of bottles of formalin on hand, she tried but failed. The mummy you saw in her house is the disgusting result. I was about to order my family to burn the mummy. Unfortunately, the cops found it before us, thanks to you, Mr. Gresham."
He chuckled again. Alexander lost his words within an intense shock like he was hit by a heavy metal object.
"But that bitch never knew the endgame. The more she did, the more she wanted. Moreover, she wasn't a fresh virgin anymore, she changed into a dreadful whore, who demanded I help on every other murder. No fun, and there were so many."
Alexander swallowed saliva. He wanted to say something, but couldn't. He couldn't believe what the caller was saying was the true.
"Like her, I don't like an easy jigsaw. I thought it would be much more fun if I threw her to a cop who was about to be her would-be victim. And you succeeded, man! You did a good job. You don't know how glad I am that you solved the sum of the clues I gave you, even though they were few.”
The caller slurred the end of his sentences. Alexander pretended not to be shocked by what the caller revealed. He spoke as placidly as he could.