Nightshift Seventh for Heaven

It's amazing what $300grand can do mused Don as he was back at work at his old job as nightwatchman at" Tomb Tile and Casket Importers"warehouse.After going there a run of 6 murders and a complete makeover from alphabet city contacts,he was back at his old job with a new face,I.D.'s and chiseled finger tips that removed his prints.He was a new man.It had cost him all the cash but even his mom wouldn't recognize him now.I can start over and leave the death and running behind along with the pain and just do my job and live in peace thought Don as he ate his lunch and read the paper from the security of his old job

. Detective Alex Samson was still pursuing the "sea port killer"as the tabloids had dubbed him even though it had been 6 months from the last killing.Alex always thought this killer would return to his old security blanket surroundings.He was the only one who believed that Don Salt had led a normal life and just snapped.The prevailing reasoning of the Dept.was now that he had "hit"a cartel "bank" he was long gone or dead,either way they made the case dormant.Alex had grow up in alphabet city and still had a network of snitches there.What he had come up with made him positive Don was still in the city.A rouge doctor who had been stripped of his license for giving a infectious nose job to a local politicians mistress ,had been found murdered.The doc had been shot in the belly five times in the gut area,enough to mortally wound but not kill instantly.He then had his dick cut off and shoved in his mouth.Alex had a old flame from the hood that grew into the most feared hired killer the cartel ever had.That was her trade mark.His snitches say the doc was hit for receiving stolen cartel money.That was a detail the Dept keep out of the papers from Sandra's murder. Maybe he was reaching but it could have been the cash from Sandra's office and that would confirm his belief Don was still here.To play the old "dance" with Ms Vicki was a big risk but one he had to take.

Victoria Carr was sure Don was still in NYC and had used the money from the "bank"to get a new face and ID.She knew it was him since the police never released information about Dr Grant's involvement with the cartel.That stupid old doc couldn't keep his mouth shut and bragged about how he changed a mans face for more money than he had ever dreamed of and how this guy was on the run from killing a cop.Vicki still had contacts in the local "escort services"and paid well for this info.Leaving the old hood she suddenly got chills as the thought of meeting Alex after 7 years sunk in and that he was a great lay and the best cop she ever knew,what a putzs!

It was the third night that Alex had staked out Cassa Dolcett the club the second victim Megan Came, had left and was murdered only 3 blocks away.His instincts told him Vicki would show up there sooner or later.As a cab pulled up and door opened out swung two long lean black hosed unmistakable legs that could only belong to Vicki's she entered the club Alex approached and took a deep breath as he entered the jaws of death.It was 3hours later a 3am when the 2 of them emerged from the club arm in arm laughing and giggling as the entered Alex's car.

4AM time for lunch and a walk by the docks as was Don's usual ritual.About a block ahead was a car and yellow flashes bursting through the cars windows.Once ,twice and more in rapid succsession.Maybe 8 in all and sounds like firecrackers although muffled.along with the flashes.As Don approached the car door flew open and out staggered a dark haired woman holding her stomach.She staggered a few feet and fell to the ground.Don ran to her and as he passed the car he could see the figure of a man laying across the steering wheel.Kneeling down next to the woman,who lay on her stomach,Don looked back to the car.The man was laying face down over the wheel with blood flowing from his side.Fuck him thought Don as he gazed at this beauty before him.This beauty was dressed in a short red skirt that rode up over the back of her knees to reveal the tops of smooth black silk stockings attached to pink garter snaps running up creamy white firm thighs.As he turned her over onto her back Don gazed into her eyes and saw that she was still alive.Looking to her stomach he saw 3 distinct holes dripping blood threw her now redder dress.They were both shot!!How?Why?Who cares?Don knew it only mattered that he had a gift here.As he looked into her eyes she tried to speak,"Ppppain,burnnnning GOddddd" She was hurting and Don sort of liked that.He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her roughly jamming his tongue down her throat.He then opened her dress and roughly pulled and squeezed her nipples.Tears were running down the womans face as Don pulled his dick out and began to press it between her tits,pumping it forward and back till he shot a load right to her neck."Please"she moaned as Don turned her over on her stomach.Oh alright he though,I'll put the bitch down.Don put his hands around her face,right hand covering her mouth,left hand her nose,cutting off her air.In a moment it was over.She had been to weak to offer any resistance at all Never having smothered anyone before Don didn't like it .Strangling was more work but what a payoff..Don now lifted the dress over her ass and removed her pink panties to revel her tight firm ass.Sticking his now hard again dick between her ass cheeks he pumped back and forth till he shot another load on the back of her dress.This was a gift thought Don as he rolled the woman's dead bloody and cum stained body over to face him again.As Don gazed into her face he missed the bulging eyes and protruding tongue and swelling that strangling brought.Smoothering her caused none of that so I'll not "mark"her thought Don.There will be others for that,others who won't want to die when they meat him like she did.He wanted to cause pain not mercifully end it like he did tonight.Oh well my good deed for this year he mused.........

Lissa loved to play dead for a fee.............