Plotting To Get Rid Of The Flies.

Aaron had been having one of those bad days, heck, he had been having one of those horrible week that made one believe life wasn’t worth appreciating and it was best to go on a killing spree and end the pain. For Aaron, it was more or less the latter. He was currently sitting in his living room, a glass of scotch in one hand while his other hand flew across the keyboard of his laptop, the screen of which, was filled with documents and pictures, both of which related to Amara. Aaron had a lot on his mind, a lot of things he wanted to do after his first plan had been ruined. The fact that his case had been postponed, meant that he had four months of free time on his hand. Four whole months to do whatever he pleased, to get whatever he wanted and that was what he planned to do. First, he had thought about getting his hands on Amara again, perhaps this time around, he’d lock her in some underground basement where she’d live the rest of her life out with him, but now, he was thinking about