“Of course you do,” I said under my breath as I turned on the music to some classic rock and focused on my task. I ended up having to knock her out for her to be still enough to complete my art. But in the end, she was a masterpiece. It was a shame that no one would see this one, but not every body could be left for people to find. It was simply too dangerous.

I managed to finish the artwork across her stomach before she woke up, and Abel took advantage of fucking her ass. I cleaned my tools and made sure they were still as sharp as ever while Abel and Karen had fun behind me. It was more like Abel was having fun, and Karen was wailing, but her screams would only egg my brother on. If only she’d learn to shut up.

“You look splendid, Karen,” I said as I took my final pictures. “But, I have to say it’s not really a shame that our time has come to an end.”

Her eyes pleaded with me, the word please still coming through loud and clear. Unfortunately for her, I didn’t care how much she begged. There was no guilt, no pull in my gut that said this was wrong. Nor was there a second thought as I slit her throat like we used to do to the pigs and then removed her dull and depressing eyes.

As I finished my final touches, while Abel was working at stuffing his cock back in his pants. “Where do you want to put her?”

I sighed as I stepped back and stared at her body. “She can feed the pigs.”

“Wise choice, brother. I’ll go get the wheelbarrow for this sow,” Abel mocked like this was a big game.

I killed for far different reasons than Abel, so I had to keep the choke collar on his throat and the leash wrapped firmly around my hand. Abel whistled and returned with the large wheelbarrow through the underground passage of the work area.

Abel picked up Karen’s body and tossed it into the wheelbarrow before wheeling it in a circle and heading for the passage once more. I pictured Sunshine in the wheelbarrow, and my hands stilled. The idea didn’t sit well, but I couldn’t explain why. Shaking my head to clear it, I began scrubbing away Karen’s blood.

Chapter 15

KIRBY

I could see Tina’s confused expression in the mirror, but I ignored it and continued to put on my mascara.

“So, why are you going to this party when you said you’re going to break up with him,” Tina asked.

It was a logical question. In fact, it was the number one question I should be asking myself, but I didn’t have a great or even a good answer.