The news on the twenty-four hour channels ran on a loop unless there was something new to report. The latest murder had been discovered two hours ago, and he’d seen the reporters and presenters rehashing the same shit over and over again. He was too far away to just jump in the car, but he was about ready to do that. A man’s body had been found. A policeman this time. The spokesperson for the police even looked shaken. It was the first time anyone had said “decapitated” on the news, and now that they’d said it once, they said it a hundred times. It was almost as though they were thrilled about it. But they didn’t know what he knew. That his ex-wife was on the killer’s list. If he even had a list. If he was even human. Beth didn’t lie. She’d never lied to him. Even when the truth had been more than she could handle, more than their marriage could handle, she’d never lied. If she said this man could walk in spirit, then she knew it for a fact. And he wanted her dead. He’d already warned her once.
