The Haunting of Josephine by Kathleen Whelpley Read Free Book Online Page B

torturing Katherine slowly making her wish that she could just give up and die. It was the first time that he had allowed him self to give in to the want to do more than just rape a women so he took his time not only to make her pay for what she was doing to him but also so that he could fully enjoy it.
    Katherine ’s room was next door to Jo’s room so he kept a close ear out for any sounds that might indicate that he could be caught. He had been working on Katherine for a while when he thought that he could hear Jo getting up. Not wanting to risk being caught he decided that he wo uld get a one last bit of satisfaction in the ending of Katherine ’s life and was sure to do it in a way that would get everyone’s attention. She was lying on her bed alrea dy near death and he removed the scarf from her mouth.
    Katherine looked at him confused. She desperately wanted to scream but f or a moment all she could do was lay there and whimper in pain. Why was he untying her mouth? Just as Katherine was beginning to think that there was hope that he might let her go and give her a fighting chance at living like so many of the other women that she had heard about having endured torture like this she saw the candlelight glint off of the blade of his k nife as he thrust the blade toward her heart.
    She screamed out in f ear . Her cry ending as the last of her breath left her body and her heart faltered.
    Taking the knife with him he ran to the window and quickly climbed down and left the property. He went straight to his home, washed himself up, got into his nightclothes, and did his best to fall asleep with the adrenaline of what he had just done still pumping through him. The sweet release of the murder was far better than any release he had gotten from rape before. He was sure that it wouldn’t be long before the police came knocking to inform him of the death of his dear partner’s wife. He had to be sure to fain shock at the news.

 
     
     
    Chapter 8
     
    Jo was the first to Katherine ’s room and the first to see her body. Her scream rang through the house just as her u ncle came running just in time to see Jo faint in the doorway. When he saw his wife’s body he himself wanted to run to her but from the amount of blood and the color of her body with her open lifeless eyes he knew that she was dead. He did his best to pick Jo up and carried her into her room and then went down to get the butler to fetch the police and Mr. Kinsley.
                 
    It was hours la ter before Jo awoke again . There had been much discussion on if they should try to wake her right away but the doctor that had arrived with the police had determined that they should leave her be until they had managed to take in all th e evidence and then remove her a unt’s body from the house.
    When she awoke she immediately remembered what she had seen and got up and tried to go to her aunt ’s room. But she was met at her door by Mr. Kinsley who had n o t left her side since he had first arrived to the house.
    “Jo she is n o t there anymore.” Mr. Kinsley held onto a sobbing Jo as his words sunk in . Jo continued to try to get past him though her attempts soon slowed and weakened in their strength as she gave up her fight .
    “What happened? How could this happen? Why would someone do that to her?” Jo was n o t asking anything that her uncle , Mr. Kinsley, and the police themselves had n o t already been asking. The one thing that all of the men knew was that they were going to shield Jo fro m anything that they f ou nd if possible.
    “We do n o t know sweetheart.” Jo struggled against Mr. Kinsley still trying to break free to go to Katherine’s room though her attempts were now feeble at best .
    “I want to see her. I need to see her.” Mr. Kinsley tightened his grip on her. He hated that he had to be the one to try and talk some sense into her but at the same time was glad that he was able to be there for her instead of some