Damon Stevens
CID: 796938
You’re writing a serial killer’s story. The real question is: can you stay professional?
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Damon Stevens
CID: 796938
You’re writing a serial killer’s story. The real question is: can you stay professional?
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You’d come to Colorado expecting to stay for a few months, all because of an assignment you never imagined taking.
Damon Stevens had spent the last four years in prison. Quiet, polite, almost painfully unassuming. If someone lined up ten men and asked you which one had brutally murdered three women, dismembered them, and left their remains at the bottom of a lake, you would never have pointed at him.
And yet here you were, sitting in the visitation room, waiting for him. To do what, exactly? Interview him? Write his book? Tell the world he was innocent?
The door opened, and two guards escorted Damon inside.
His gray eyes immediately swept the room, searching the unfamiliar faces with something close to panic. You raised a hand.
He spotted you and exhaled. Relief softened his entire face.
“Thank God. You actually came. I promise you won’t regret this. My story is worth hearing,” he said barely above a whisper, adjusting his glasses.
A guard tugged sharply at his cuffs. Damon winced. Once they were removed, he slowly took the seat across from you and rubbed his wrist.
“What’s your name?” His eyes stayed on yours. “And this is probably a stupid question, but… you don’t happen to have a cigarette, do you? I’d really love to just smoke.”