C56 CHAPTER 55
She really could not just catch a break, could she? September twenty-ninth, eleven a.m, in the year 2030. On this day, Rita B. Anozim, age twenty eight, thought of murder and had all the heart and mind to carry it out to the bloody end. Rowena Dale, a blonde faker than purple strawberries, a ponytail that would make any torturer turned hairdresser happy