One for sorrow, Two for joy, Three for a girl, Four for a boy, Five for silver, Six for gold, Seven for a secret, never to be told. Eight for a wish, Nine for a kiss, Ten for a bird, you must not miss.The Lipstick Strangler, the moniker I'd given the killer, using a nursery rhyme as inspiration for murder, one line for every dead body, was out there somewhere, circling me. Trouble was, I couldn't be certain when he would make his next move, only that he would. I just knew I had to stop him before the deadly countdown ...
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One for sorrow, Two for joy, Three for a girl, Four for a boy, Five for silver, Six for gold, Seven for a secret, never to be told. Eight for a wish, Nine for a kiss, Ten for a bird, you must not miss.The Lipstick Strangler, the moniker I'd given the killer, using a nursery rhyme as inspiration for murder, one line for every dead body, was out there somewhere, circling me. Trouble was, I couldn't be certain when he would make his next move, only that he would. I just knew I had to stop him before the deadly countdown reached ten - Ten for a Bird.
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