My Girlfriend Is A Serial killer

CASEY POV

This is the third time this week," I have lamented as I inspect the body of a torn-apart thug who was constantly disturbing the city.

My Name is Casey Robert an inspector from the state office investigative district and I found bodies lying everywhere in the attic of a farm house.

I had left for work in the morning and drove my black Toyota down the main street before stopping at the crime scene I was called for the day before the inspection.

It was an old wooden house in which termites had started infesting it. To be precise, it was a story building. I got out of my car and took ten steps to the wooden oak door.

" hello! "Is anybody home?" I had called from the outside, but there was no reply except for the creaking of the door and the echo coming from inside the building.

It was as quiet as a graveyard—even quieter than that of a graveyard. "Who lives here anyways?" I taught to my self as I inspected the dusty rooms and found only heaps of biscuit litter lying on the floor.

I turned to retire to the door step when I made eye contact with a werewolf.

I couldn't move and I was just wondering what i was going to say to the human monster staring quietly at me.

"Sorry to intrude but can I go now?" I asked hurriedly as I wanted to leave this place in one piece but I stopped as the huge white wolf turned into a beautiful young lady with the qualities men wanted in their women. The beautiful young lady collapsed on my body, and it sent a shever down my spine.

"Hey! "What are you doing, she's a flesh eater," my instincts eliminated the fantasy as i carries her to my car.

Only God almighty knows what i would have been in for, if not for this tinted glass as I passed through the main street the second time this morning. My house was on the outskirts of town, near the beach—a glass house, to be precise.

On getting in, I laid her on my warm and cozy bed and spread a blanket over her smooth skin. As I went in to get a face towel and soaked it in warm water. I squeezed the excess water out of the towel and placed the towel on her forehead.

I was still thinking about what I would tell the sleeping beauty in my bed when she woke up when my cellphone rang.

The speaker had a harsh tone and was ordering my immediate arrival. I knew I had to go to work and made the decision to come home as early as possible after the close of the day's work.

I got out of my glass house and entered my car to drive back to the state police department, where I was confronted by my boss, Simon. "I don't know what you are doing or your main aim, but if you aren't careful you will lose your job, and I am serious about it this time. Simon yealed

" My head started aching and my knees started shaking as I held my query letter with both hands. Each query stood for a particular punishment; sometimes it's my paycheck being cut or buying food for the entire interrogation staff for lunch.