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we might have a problem. A lovely crimson rose up from his neck and a bulging blue vein in his temple started doing the Macarena.
    “I’ll just leave it,” I whispered.
    “Screw you,” he snarled, and quite unexpectedly grabbed my wristhard as I tried to squeeze past him in the pew. I didn’t like his hands on me and I didn’t trust his eyes, glossy and lit up now like lava. So much for the house-of-God thing.
    “Hey.”
I twisted my wrist free. “I’m just the messenger here, pal. You knew this was coming. Your pastor made the arrangements. I don’t think a big ole scene in church is going to help your case.”
    “You know why that bitch lawyer and the pastor wanted us to meet in the church?” LaBrecque asked. “So I wouldn’t be tempted to cut your Chink ass into little pieces and stuff you in the fucking sewer.”
    Oh boy
.
    That was my morning. Maybe later I could poke myself in the eye three or four hundred times just for fun.

    T he sun is streaming in through windows. The room is quiet as the killer leans back and reaches for the iPhone. There’s video there, video of the black lawyer and video of the Asian bitch, the fussy mother hen cooking stinking cabbage for her son. That one was a favorite. Lei Koto on her knees begging and pleading. No dignity at all.
    The killer smiled and slipped a hand into expensively tailored pants, and switched on the video of Lei Koto.
Everyone needs a release now and then
.
    “Put on the gloves. That’s right. Now give me your hand. Touch me right here just like this.
Do it!
Yeah, that’s right. Keep doing it, baby. You stop and I’ll fuck you up. You hear me? Stupid fucking bitch. You like jerking me off, don’t you? Say it. Tell me you like it.
Tell me
.”
    “I do. I like it.”
    “Like what?
Say it!
”
    “I like jerking you off?”
    “Oh no. That’s no good at all. You know what happens when you don’t do this right? I get the knife back out. Is that what you want? Now, try again with some conviction this time.
Say it
. Say it like you mean it. You like jerking me off, don’t you? You
love
it. You want me to come, don’t you?”
    “Please, just let me go. I’ll do anything you want. I will. I swear. I won’t make a sound. Just tell me what you want me to do.”
    “I want you to say it right or I will end this now. Do you understand, Lei?”
    “I do. I understand. I’ll do whatever you want. Please.”
    “Good. Now tell me how much you like touching me. Tell me you want me to come.
Tell me!
”
    “I like touching you.”
    “Say you like jerking me off. I want you to use that language. You think you’re too good to say it?
Do it!
Say ‘jerking off.’ I want to hear it from your fucking bitch mouth.”
    “I love it. I do. Please let me go and I’ll do anything. I’ll put my mouth on you. I’ll be good. I promise. I’ll let you do whatever you want and I won’t make a sound. Just please don’t hurt me anymore. Please! I’ll be quiet.”
    “That’s good. The crying thing really works. Keep that hand going. I’m so close. I’m so close. Don’t stop talking. Tell me what you love.”
    “I love jerking you off. I want your come on me.”
    “Oh yeah. Tell me you want it. Keep saying it.
Tell me.
”
    “I want it. I want you. I love your come on me …”
    “Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
Fuck!
Now, wasn’t that nice, baby? Look at the camera for me and smile.
Smile, bitch!
Excellent. Now take the gloves off and hand them to me. That’s right. Don’t want to forget these, do we?”
    “I feel so dizzy.”
    “Yes, I bet you do. Are your lips tingling yet? You’re losing a lot of blood.”
    “What happens now?”
    “I’m going to stop your bleeding.”

    I pulled in to the parking lot at 1800 Century Center Boulevard in the Century Center Office Park off the Northeast Expressway, a seventeen-floor glass building, triangular and black, baking in the midday sun. A few things needed to be picked up at a client’s office, a small law firm but