There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

finally found me.
They couldn’t question me too hard since I had been telling them all along
that Shaw was the Beast. I was the girl who had to escape him TWICE
because they wouldn’t listen to me.
It helped that the cops uncovered a mountain of evidence in Shaw’s
apartment.
Most damning was Shaw’s collage of stolen driver’s licenses. He had spraypainted
them gold, hiding them within one of his technicolor paintings. When
the cops scraped off the paint, they found the IDs of Maddie Walker and
twenty other victims, Erin’s “lost” license among them.
They also found the wallets of two missing men: art critic Carl Danvers and
Professor Oswald. The papers noted that Danvers attended a party with Shaw
shortly before his disappearance, and that Shaw was one of the professor’s
students at CalArts when he likewise went missing. The professor’s wallet
finally allowed the death of Valerie Whittaker to be linked to the Beast.
Cole was extremely pleased that I managed to break into Shaw’s apartment
before the cops showed up.
“And you didn’t leave a single print!” he said, admiringly.
“I learned from the best,” I grinned back at him.
I’ve come a long way on my journey, to the point where planting evidence is
exhilarating rather than horrifying. I’m beginning to understand how even the
most reckless acts can feel like a game, the high stakes only enhancing the
fun.
Still, I’m glad it’s over.
Or I suppose I should say, almost over.
I have one piece of unfinished business to attend to.
I’M STANDING on the front step of a dingy, single-level house in Bakersfield.