Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Sheila Kills Again

Sheila had gone into hiding. The police knew she killed Bill. Several folks had seen the platinum blonde in a cherry red Porsche around Jekyll Island at the time of his death. But since his body wasn’t found for two days, Sheila was long gone.

On her way across the country, she stopped in Las Vegas, colored her hair black, and took on a Goth look. With a ring through her nose and several fake tattoos, she entered a Texas Hold-em game in the back room of her hotel. She cashed in the Porsche and won a cabin in Washington State.

The cabin was on San Juan Island, where Sheila forgot her desire for vengeance and became a most sadistic serial killer.


At first, the cabin on San Juan was fun. She enjoyed the sunny days, the beautiful sunsets, the isolation. But after a storm flooded her new home, clean up was a slog in the mud for days on end. Sheila grew tired of the solitary life. She wanted, needed a man.

Conner Seal became that man. He’d come out from Seattle to help her repair the damage. His firm pecks, six-pack abs, and deep blue eyes warmed her in regions she didn’t even know were cold.

An affair started, but when Conner wanted to end it because he had other jobs too do, and other women to bed. Sheila couldn’t, wouldn’t let go. She pretended to because she wasn’t about to bring the cops to her piece of heaven on earth.

Sheila waited, watched, and then she proceeded with caution.

Conner had found a new remodeling job in Olympia, Washington, and a new girl. It was because of his insistence on leaving and his easy betrayal that he died a most tragic death.

Conner and his new girl, Alice, planned a night in. Sheila added a sedative to their wine then she waited until they were both soundly asleep.

Alice woke the next morning to find a bloody butcher knife, but no Conner, and no memory of the night before. No one caught on until Conner's shallow grave was discovered in the woods behind Alice’s house.

The police called it a crime of passion. Conner Seal’s new girlfriend, Alice Winter, was charged with murder. Accused of stabbing him thirty times on the floor of her kitchen, burying his body, and cleaning up the crime scene. Alice had no defense.

Sheila enjoyed reading about the case, but it was the pictures of his bloody body that appeased her thirst for murder, at least for a little while.


Want to know more about Sheila
Follow the links for her story:

 Killer Spice
 Foxglove Tea
 Bloody Tissue
 A Murderous Intent
 In Flagrante Delicto
Getting Away With Murder
Sheila Murders, In Hawaii
A Deadly Retribution
Sheila Falls
One Night Stand
Obstacles Must Be Removed
Murder = Death
A Very Cold Dish
Pea Soup

 Remember folks - this is all fiction -
an  exercise of the imagination!


  1. Gawd, your imagination Yolanda!! I hope you don't really know such nasty people!!!

    1. LOL, Jo,

      Honestly no, but then again. Maybe...


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