Vixen's heart rate to its highest level, she concentrated hard on breathing and almost missed the News report being played on screen. The mention of Elisworth, however, grabbed her attention and she concentrated on what was being said. The News Reader solemnly reported the death of another young woman in Elisworth.
"Good afternoon. Penny Baker, a nineteen year old girl from Elisworth, was found dead in her bedsit in Woodlinds Road on Monday evening. Reports state that there may be a link to the death of Amanda Thomas, the glamour model who was also found dead in her flat on the Fernbridge estate just five days previously. A source from Olinsbury Police Station told BBC News that there are similarities in the way both young women were murdered.
Detective Inspector Turnbull of Olinsbury Police Station was interviewed earlier today and here is what he said."
The screen changed to give a profile of a middle aged, silver haired male. His green eyes were striking and drew Vixen into his face. He exuded charisma and Vixen could imagine being with him almost instantaneously. She couldn't believe he was a police officer when he clearly should be in a Hollywood film. He began to speak and his gravelly voice sent shivers along the back of Vixen's neck. The content of his soliloquy made her feel even worse.
"I can confirm the body of Penny Baker was found this morning. She was murdered by means of suffocation which is similar in style to Amanda Thomas. It is not the police's wish to alarm women but it is our job to keep them safe, which is why I not suggest that women take extra steps to secure their safety. Don't go out alone unless absolutely necessary and if you do have to go out, make sure you tell someone exactly where you are going. We suggest you don't agree to meet men for appointments unless their credentials are one hundred percent certain. We ask these steps are taken until the killer of these two young women is found. Let's all work together to ensure this doesn't happen again. Thank you."
The camera panned back to the Reader who continued with a report on the local sewage plant and how the smell was affecting the local community. Vixen began to exercise vigorously, determined to get rid of the imaginary band of fat which Paul had alerted her to. As she worked her brain kept flashing memories of Malcolm. She remembered how he had been constantly talking to her, possibly following her and how his advances were becoming more and more familiar and too personal. Although Vixen didn't think it possible Malcolm could be responsible for the murders, she was concerned that his stalking could escalate into something else and maybe become violent. Although Paul had advised her strongly against bringing the police into the situation, Vixen was becoming increasingly worried about Malcolm's behaviour and in light of the murders she decided she was going to ignore Paul and phone the police.
Vixen finished her workout two hours later. Sweating and aching she was exhausted and very hungry, but above all, determined to call the police. She walked past Paul who was now gently snoring in his armchair. Vixen debated whether she should rescue her precious cushion from the dribble threatening to escape Paul's mouth, but decided against it as she didn't want to wake Paul up and have him deter her from her current goal. She grabbed her mobile phone from the glass topped coffee table and tiptoed up to her bedroom where she could call the police in peace.
"Hello, Olinsbury Police Station, how can I help you?"
"Oh yeah, hi, I need to speak to that hot copy who's investigating the murders." Vixen purred down the phone.
"Do you mean Detective Inspector Turnbull ma'am?"
"Yeah him, I really need to speak to him."
"Can I ask who's speaking?"
"Vixen."
"Do you have a second name ma'am?"
"No, just Vixen; you may have seen me on Vixen's Victories; it's my own show."
"Oh ok ma'am, I will see if he's available, bear with me."
Vixen held on the
"Good afternoon. Penny Baker, a nineteen year old girl from Elisworth, was found dead in her bedsit in Woodlinds Road on Monday evening. Reports state that there may be a link to the death of Amanda Thomas, the glamour model who was also found dead in her flat on the Fernbridge estate just five days previously. A source from Olinsbury Police Station told BBC News that there are similarities in the way both young women were murdered.
Detective Inspector Turnbull of Olinsbury Police Station was interviewed earlier today and here is what he said."
The screen changed to give a profile of a middle aged, silver haired male. His green eyes were striking and drew Vixen into his face. He exuded charisma and Vixen could imagine being with him almost instantaneously. She couldn't believe he was a police officer when he clearly should be in a Hollywood film. He began to speak and his gravelly voice sent shivers along the back of Vixen's neck. The content of his soliloquy made her feel even worse.
"I can confirm the body of Penny Baker was found this morning. She was murdered by means of suffocation which is similar in style to Amanda Thomas. It is not the police's wish to alarm women but it is our job to keep them safe, which is why I not suggest that women take extra steps to secure their safety. Don't go out alone unless absolutely necessary and if you do have to go out, make sure you tell someone exactly where you are going. We suggest you don't agree to meet men for appointments unless their credentials are one hundred percent certain. We ask these steps are taken until the killer of these two young women is found. Let's all work together to ensure this doesn't happen again. Thank you."
The camera panned back to the Reader who continued with a report on the local sewage plant and how the smell was affecting the local community. Vixen began to exercise vigorously, determined to get rid of the imaginary band of fat which Paul had alerted her to. As she worked her brain kept flashing memories of Malcolm. She remembered how he had been constantly talking to her, possibly following her and how his advances were becoming more and more familiar and too personal. Although Vixen didn't think it possible Malcolm could be responsible for the murders, she was concerned that his stalking could escalate into something else and maybe become violent. Although Paul had advised her strongly against bringing the police into the situation, Vixen was becoming increasingly worried about Malcolm's behaviour and in light of the murders she decided she was going to ignore Paul and phone the police.
Vixen finished her workout two hours later. Sweating and aching she was exhausted and very hungry, but above all, determined to call the police. She walked past Paul who was now gently snoring in his armchair. Vixen debated whether she should rescue her precious cushion from the dribble threatening to escape Paul's mouth, but decided against it as she didn't want to wake Paul up and have him deter her from her current goal. She grabbed her mobile phone from the glass topped coffee table and tiptoed up to her bedroom where she could call the police in peace.
"Hello, Olinsbury Police Station, how can I help you?"
"Oh yeah, hi, I need to speak to that hot copy who's investigating the murders." Vixen purred down the phone.
"Do you mean Detective Inspector Turnbull ma'am?"
"Yeah him, I really need to speak to him."
"Can I ask who's speaking?"
"Vixen."
"Do you have a second name ma'am?"
"No, just Vixen; you may have seen me on Vixen's Victories; it's my own show."
"Oh ok ma'am, I will see if he's available, bear with me."
Vixen held on the
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