Cindy looked at me with a look of confusion. "Because of Todd, I knew I could swallow you, and bring you back up. Do I need to remind you, that you even agreed to let me swallow you, before you knew I could do it?
“I’m just a ‘work-a-day’ office drone, and don’t do anything that would attract the cop’s attention, just like the majority of people everywhere, plus, I’m afraid of needles, so nobody’s going to sample my blood. I doubt anyone’s interested in my blood, except for the damn mosquitoes.”
“Mosquitoes? Dammit, Cindy! You still killed 2 people, and let your body digest the evidence. Jeremy and Fiona must have had friends who might be looking for them. Hell, what about your landlord, then?”
“The rental was in my name. When I left a month later, my liberal minded landlord believed it was just another couple who was trying living together that simply didn’t work out. He got paid on time, and wasn’t looking into either Jeremy’s, or my lives. He was sad we ’hadn’t worked out’, and we were quiet tenants.”