Richard Parker
Good, one guest complied. Richard smiled as he made his way to the last room. Miss Stella Thomas. Oh, how ready he was to be done with the interrogations. Soon, it would be waiting. Waiting until compliance, then disposing of those who refused to give in.
Richard knocked on the last door.
"Come in," Stella's sweet voice called.
He entered the room and smiled charmingly at the young pianist. "Good evening, Miss Thomas."
