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....she was thinking aloud  she had reached the detective Harris  s house  , she had had in the car dinky  when he stopped she waited  a long while  just to make sure  she wasn't seen, it was easy for her to get into the dikky  parked in the office  parking lot and for her getting out from the suffocating dinky wasn't any problem, 

She liked the pleasant  cool air, she quickly crossed to  the road to reach his house,  she decided to check  inside tge rooms from the windows,  it was dark  but she was accustomed to see in the dark 

Oh, there were two small children sleeping in that room,  she  must not  keep standing watching or they might wake up and scream scared in the other room  Harris and his wife sat facing each other across the dining table  but they weren't eating,  either they were talking or finished eating,  the woman  with Harris was definitely pretty but not that  beautiful as the women  she had killed,  looking at the food  sge realized she was starving, she hid behind a tree , Harris and his wife were talking  and it was Harris talking  mostly,  what a kind man he 8s, on the phone his voice sounds so   gentle,  , perhaps he  understands  things  , she was certain he would understand her matter,  she wasn't  extraordinary brilliant,  she couldn't express herself,  but  she won't have to explain it to him,  he will know it she was the serial killer of the beautiful faced women,  she wanted to stop going on killing  beautiful women but  she  couldn't,  perhaps Harris can help her  there