His eyes kept coming back to the sleek design. Its curves entranced him. And the black color spoke to his soul.
He reached his finger out and ran it along the its length. Smooth. A shiver danced up his spine and a giggle of exhiliration broke forth from his lips. He looked around quickly, hoping no one heard him. It wouldn’t do for someone to come snooping around now.
Unable to contain himself any longer, he grasped it in his palm, feeling its weight. Heavy enough to do some damage, but light enough not to hinder his arc of descent. He tossed it from hand to hand, getting used to the feel even though he had dreamed about this moment.
Now all he had to do was wait for the prey. And he didn’t have to wait long. Only five minutes had passed when the target approached. When the subject was within range, he gripped it harder and charged.
It took five burly men to pull Randall off of Victoria. Most employees of Ready Tech would never forget the day he attacked her with his trusty stapler.