I've never murdered anyone before, so I'm not quite sure about other methods and stuff, It was just that feel of heavy, cold metal in my hands.. It somehow just felt right. and the feeling pulling the trigger gave me.. It was wonderful, powerful.

I have no idea. I don't think she was being sweet for doing it, though. I feel as though she was willing to keep me there as long as necessary, she didn't realise how squeamish I am.. Or was. After I saw her body, and got that scent of blood.. Somehow, I got over that squeamish feeling real fast.

I don't know.. I hope not.. But then again, before this evening I'd never known how powerful it was to hold a gun, to shoot it.. It felt good.

I found an envelope addressed to me on her mantelpiece, it was full of cash.