Dark Illusion: A Psychological Thriller Novel Read Online Free PDF

Mandy’s death
had been a crime of passion, but not anymore. From then on she had vowed to be
cool and calculating, only acting with a strategic and precisely premeditated
plan. Her composure, along with her roaring sensation of internal vengeance,
had created the perfect killer: sophisticated, sharp, and ruthless.
    Kelly always acted according to
the rules she had set for herself, never deviated from the plan she had so
carefully woven and, therefore, never got caught. She smirked with satisfaction
but then a slight crease of concern formed between her eyes. Her Achilles’ heel
had been concealed in the first murder, in which she had not carefully
calculated her steps. Now Kelly relished the panic she had created among all
the beauties each time another victim was found; but the first time, when
Mandy’s body had been discovered, Kelly’s blood had drained out of her heart
all at once upon hearing the news.
    Apparently, and not very
shockingly, a human body weighs much more than the average garbage bag.
    One of the garbage men had been
curious to know what was inside of the big bag, which was suspiciously heavy,
and had found the dead body of the former beauty. When the disfigured Jane Doe
had turned out to be none other than the striking Mandy Sheldon, all the media
channels had jumped on the story and had generated a media circus. Everyone had
pressed the police to find the killer; after all, America’s beauties could not
be exposed to such danger, Kelly had thought resentfully. She had prayed that
the cops would not find a fingerprint or a strand of platinum blonde colored
hair that would lead to her. God had somehow heard her prayers and nothing had
been found.
    Sometimes Kelly wondered if
things would have been blown up by the media to such grandiose proportions if
the victims hadn’t been so beautiful. The bitter truth was obvious.
    Nowadays, Kelly eagerly waited
for the disfigured bodies to be found. She already knew she would not get
caught. That was her time of victory, despite the fact she wasn’t able to share
it with anyone else. But there was something more. Kelly enjoyed the media
frenzy very much, but the real icing on the cake was far beyond the public’s
reach; that almost divine moment in which she relished the pure suffering and
terror that spread on the former beauties faces as they looked at themselves
for the first time in the mirror.
     
     
     

CHAPTER 5
     
     
    A fter being
stuck for twenty-two hours on the plane (of course, Gloria flew first class
while Andy and Arthur settled for business class), they had arrived at the
hotel (no less than five stars, needless to say) located in Christchurch, New
Zealand. Gloria was a bit hazy from the flight and could not wait to take a
long, rejuvenating bath.
    “Gloria, meet me in my room in
one hour?”
    “Andy, it’s better not to mix
business and pleasure,” she provoked him, although she wouldn’t have minded
making this one an exception.
    “Don’t worry, I can promise you
that it’s going to be strictly business,” he answered warily.
    “Impatient, huh? We just got
here! Can’t it wait until noon? I need time to recover.” At her status, Gloria
could afford this kind of behavior. If it had been someone else, she would have
already been on her way back to New York. She knew very well that each minute
spent was money down the drain.
    “I wanted you to come over and
try on the outfits for the photo shoot, but if you prefer not to wear anything,
that’s fine by me. This way we can really capture the true essence of beauty in
its entire embodiment.” Andy sent her a teasing smile.
    “Tempting, but I think I’ll keep
my clothes on for the camera. I’ll be there in an hour or two.”
    “One hour!” Andy called, though
he knew he was fighting a losing battle.
     
    Two hours later, Andy heard Gloria’s knock on the door. She
walked candidly into his room and lay on the edge of the bed, her short singlet
revealing her shaped abs. Her