The UES Killers Chapter 8 and 9 (Or Dan and Blair as Mr and Mrs Smith)
“”I saw it Blair. Where is the knife?” He said against her ear.
She could say it was in her evening purse, which lay on the ground two meters away. He would go to grab it and she could run. The problem was that her gun was inside, and the poison, which in themselves were good enough to incriminate her.
Dan’s other hand was patting the sides of her waist, trying to find the weapon.
“I can’t believe I’m being body-searched by you. You’re violating me, Humphrey. Stop it right now.”
He didn’t. Instead he chuckled near her neck which sent a shiver down her spine.
“I know you wish it was Chuck right now but you can just tell me where it is, or better, just hand it to me and I won’t have to do this anymore.”
She had hoped her plea would make him feel at least one ounce of shame but apparently he could not care less. She supposed that this would be the case when coming around someone who was about to kill your father.
His hand skipped down to her left thigh. Blair swallowed as he pushed the skirt unceremoniously aside. They were still in the dark and she felt a strange jolt of excitement as his hand made contact with her skin even if she knew that soon enough, it would come upon the knife.
“That’s not very original Blair”
His voice was calm, although there was a cold, angry edge to it. Dan did not even seem to be affected by whatever his hand was doing to her. It was as if he was carrying out a routine action.
His fingers slid upward electrifying their trails until they reached the garter. He fiddled with it for a moment before he retrieved the knife in one swift movement.
“How did you know?” She asked, hating how her voice sounded so shaky as if she had been lusting after that touch. Because, come on, she couldn’t be!
“Mr. and Mrs. Smith much?” Dan replied.”
