Chapter 90
NINETY
Mystic Church
He laughed to himself as he watched the woman who called herself Lily talking to Clara as they left the meeting. They were hunched in the cold with snow dotting their hair and Lily was comforting Clara.
He snapped photographs with his camera, careful to stay ducked low in his car. Lily hadn’t mentioned having a baby but she was a newbie and they often didn’t open up in the beginning.
After the last meeting, he’d meant to research her but hadn’t had time.
Meanwhile, he had to keep a close eye on Clara. He’d wanted her before he’d taken Dana Jo, but Dana Jo had admitted in the meeting that the face of the man who’d attacked her was beginning to flash back.
So he needed to sort out Dana Jo before dealing with Clara. Besides, he intended to wait until Clara delivered. Killing her would be rewarding. Taking her newborn would be icing on the cake.
Meanwhile, Dana Jo was his to do with as he pleased. Her face reminded him so much of his mother.
The crazy rotten bitch who’d ruined his life. Who’d tried to turn his daddy and the whole damn town against him.
She’d been the insane one.
And all because of her own mama.
Too bad men couldn’t have babies. Then women wouldn’t be needed anymore.
He cranked his engine and slowly drove from the corner where he’d parked to give himself a better view of the exit door of the church. Afterward, he needed to check on Dana Jo.
Even in this storm, the crazy old biddies would be out tonight with their flock and gathering way too close to his secret getaway. They were oblivious to the fact that Dana Jo was inside. They thought they were safe because they were Believers.
But nothing could save them if they tried to ruin his fun.