Even after months had passed since the murder, the streets where the death of Dahlia Nieves had occurred became a hotspot for thrill-seeking teenagers. Thus, the patrons of the bars in this area had increased.
And that includes the already illustrious Circus Cabaret.
"Didn't some old lawyer also die here and get his skin peeled off?" Harker heard one of them whisper to the other.
The other scoffed. "That's probably just a rumor that spread after this happened. Besides, I'm more curious about a hot babe dying than an old geezer."
"It sounds pretty romantic to me. Her beauty, her face, was her greatest asset…. And yet Death must take it from her, as it would take from us all. I'm thinking of making a song in honor of such a beautifully haunting event." Another one added.
