Here’s my piece for this week’s prompt, which you can find here.

Natalie had warned her, don’t get involved with him, he has issues, and watching him open the secret door in the bookcase and scurry through, she was forced to concede that he had more than the average ones.

Wiping the hands down the side of her apron she picked up the implement she had just collected from the garage, and shifting silently she followed him down into the basement.

He must have overheard their conversation and decided to investigate, but she guessed that’s what reporters did.

As he looked up, she raised the knife, “Yep, you’ve caught me, I’m the maneater.”

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