I froze at that thought. Ed must have remembered the graffiti since he actually placed an arm on me to stop from going any further.
"I think it is time for us to report this to the police. We can no longer do this on our own." Jeff whispered as he drew Bry away from the gruesome scene.
I was numb. I can't believe that two women died because of me. I was shivering uncontrollably.
"It's not your fault Helena," said Ed. Perfectly guessing what thoughts were running through my mind.
"Is it not?" I asked softly. I wanted to cry, to shout but I felt like I had no right to complain, to whine about my suffering.
These women suffered because of me. Because a perfectly perverted mind wanted to torment me by using other people.
I heard Jeff talking on his phone. I assumed that he must have called the police.
My phone rang and when I looked at it, it was a call from the stalker.
"What do you want?" I screamed as soon as I accepted the call.
