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The Murder App (Chapter 4)

A serial killer, technology, and a detective determined to find the truth. Come along on a murder mystery adventure, with The Murder App – Chapter four! 

Ella Strong stared at the scrolling men as she flicked through her options. This dating app was like all the others. The only difference was that a killer stalked this one for his victims. Or her victims. That had been a consideration early on; that women could murder women. They’d quickly moved past it with the discovery of the ties at the crime scenes.

Her profile donned an actual image of herself, but the rest was fictional. They’d looked at the other profiles, and tried to include things that the killer would want in his next victim. Her likes and dislikes contained things like hiking in the outdoors – something she hated – and adventure sports, but also things like baking and dancing in her living room. That last one, she had to admit, was something she liked to do on occasion.

 

The keys jingled in the door, and Ted called out for her. She told him she was in her home office, and a few moments later, he popped his head through the door.

“Hey, hon. How was your day?” He moved the rest of his body into the doorway.

Ella sighed. “It was okay. How was yours?”

Ted frowned and crossed his arms over his broad chest. “My day was okay. It didn’t sound like yours was.”

She rolled her eyes and went back to her screen. “It’s just this murder case. It’s taking a toll.”

He moved into the room behind her and kissed the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her and leaning his chin on her shoulder.

“Oh, come on, I can’t be so annoying that you’re looking for another husband already.” The false whine made her giggle and she shrugged, bouncing his chin off balance as she did.

“I’m just checking my options, in case.”

 

Ted scoffed and stood straighter. She turned and smiled wide as he put his hand over his heart like he had been struck by an arrow. “Ugh! That got me, right here.”

She chuckled then shook her head. “I’ve set up a catfish profile for my killer. We’re hoping he’ll take the bait and we can catch him when he goes after me, instead of another innocent woman.”

Ted dropped his hand, and his smile and frowned. “Is that safe?” The humour was gone from his tone, but his voice was still soft and caring. One of the things she loved about him.

“As safe as any other sting I go on. We’ve got things in place to make sure of it. We need to catch this guy, and this could be the best way.”

Ted stood for a moment, staring at her, then finally nodded slowly. “You know what you’re doing.” He moved over to her and kissed her gently, then pulled back and smiled. “I trust you. Want some dinner?” he asked over his shoulder as he left the office.

“Love some,” she said, the smile still on her face. As he moved out to say hello to Samson and start on dinner. He was a better cook than she was anyway.

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She turned back to the screen, just as her phone buzzed with her partner, Steve Evan’s number.

“Strong,” she answered.

“Hey Ella, we got a hit on those ties.”

Her eyes shot up. “Really?”

“Yeah. You were right about bulk orders. There were only a few in recent months leading up to the first killing. Two were from clothing houses, and another was a personal buyer. We’re heading to the store where he purchased the order tomorrow. We can question the staff and get a clue as to who it was.”

 

“Maybe they’ll still have security footage,” Ella said as she processed the information.

Steve scoffed, “From months ago? I doubt it. At the least, we as for a description.”

She nodded and was about to request a lift to the store when a notification on her dating profile dinged through the computer.

“Hang on Steve, that’s my profile notifications.”

Steve was silent on the other end, waiting as she clicked onto the icon and sifted through to the right section of the program.

 

Clicking onto the notification carefully, Ella sucked in a breath.

“What?” Steve asked.

“Someone just sent me a wink.”

“Is it him?”

She rolled her eyes. There would be at least a few normal people to sift through before they found the killer, but this would be a start. “Maybe. I guess I’ll have to wink back.”

 

Come back next month for chapter five, in The Murder App! 

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