He was a wealthy man who took his ‘little secret’ to all the best places. At 17, Stella had a body to die for, and Harry felt as if she was all his.
“Leave your wife and marry me!” Stella ordered; but Harry had no intention of leaving his wife’s fortune.
Stella planned a surprise for Harry. As the two entered the bedroom of the exotic hotel, she bound Harry to the headboard. He thought he was in for something kinky when Stella brought out the knife.
On this night, Harry would be yet another victim of the Wooden Rose murderer.
This is the fifth part of the continuing series ‘The Wooden Rose’; and my entry into this weeks’ Friday Fictioneers. Check out my blog for the other parts of the story.
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