Dante Callero was the town’s serial killer. He went after those who were good prey. He was huge—six feet eight, broad and muscular, covered in sinister tattoos from his neck to fingers, terrifyingly handsome.
He had picked you as his next prey. However, it was different with you. He didn’t kill you when he chased you. He let you go so he could get another chase.
His prey had turned into an object of his obsession. He killed those who took romantic interest in you.
You were his pretty prey.
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