Edward kept his eyes forward as he spoke. "We're going to the town's tallest building, the Moon-Piercer. It was named because it was supposed to be the tallest building in the world, but budget cuts stopped construction on it temporarily. We're supposed to come here to see the town from high above, and to talk about the town's history...." Edward said.
The bus shook to life, and pulled loudly out of the school parking lot. The bus rocked, and heeved with effort as it drived down the paved streets. Edward tried to remember the name of a criminal to kill as he drove, but he couldn't--his mind kept going back to Detective Johnson, who had nearly discovered him during an announcement to the public.
FLASHBACK
"We have reason to believe someone in the public of Quitman is killing all of these criminals. We have reason to believe that it is either a high school student, or a college student, as the killings have normally occured between the hours of three and ten P.M." The man, with short black hair, cropped close to his skull, as well as eyes that appeared to be hardened chocolate covered diamonds, stood facing the T.V. screen. He was not nervous of the camera's presence.
"Reports also state that all of the deaths were caused by heart attacks....Although a simple deduction would state that heart attacks are not very common, and even selecting criminals, still at large or otherwise, is too good to be true....We are currently researching this problem...."
'I could kill him...' Edward thought, 'but then the local T.V. stations will be able to trace it back to anyone watching a T.V. right now. And, if he's smart, he's probably using a fake name...." Edward thought to himself.
END FLASHBACK
"Then, I guess I'll just have to come up with something...." Edward said to no one in particular.
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They arrived at the skyscraper, and everyone pretended to be interested, despite threats of testing the unfortunate students on the buildings architecture and history. Edward snuck to a nearby open window while the lady blabbering about the skyscraper droned.
Edward leafed through the blank pages of the book, and counted exactly fifteen. Then, he ripped them from the book's binding, and held them over the edge of the winbdowsill.
"Nowq....Detective Johnson will never find just one person who is Dios...." Edward grinned to himself at the thought. Little did he know, video cameras watched as he opened his hand, scttering all fifteen pages into the wind....