Extreme Instinct

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Las Vegas at Dusk…

"You will ensnare her. Bring her to me." The Antichrist's voice kept repeating in Feydor Dorphmann's head.

Feydor imagined doing it, imagined trapping his victim, tying her on the bed, making the phone call, and igniting the victim's body with the gasoline and torch.

As crazy as it had all sounded when he had first heard the scheme, he knew now that it could be accomplished.

He also knew this was the time and the place.

With a convention of medical examiners in attendance here at the Grand Flamingo Hilton hotel, the challenge Satan posed for criminal investigators, and one in particular, meant that Evil would triumph as Evil always did in this world. Nothing Feydor could do now would stop cosmic forces beyond his ken.

Feydor had robbed a man at knifepoint two nights before. With the money he'd stolen, he had bought some clothes and had cleaned himself up to where he didn't recognize himself. He had also purchased all the necessary items, everything that his god had told him he would need.

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