The Murders of Lillian Ross by Sirena Van Schaik

and then the conversation had taken a worse turn when he lamented her choice of careers. Allison ground her teeth just thinking about the plea in Ira’s voice. “Why do you have to write this ?” He had emphasized the last word. Allison had given no answer. How could she when she didn`t know herself? She’d been writing since she was a child, but after college, she’d focused on true crime. She wasn’t sure why the stories that actually destroyed lives were the ones she longed to put on paper. In the end, she supposed, it was unanswerable. That was her muse and she never felt settled unless she was pursuing a case. Allison arched her back to remove the knot slowly building in her shoulders, before finding a more comfortable position in the metal chair. She knew who she was going to meet, who she was getting ready to interview, but she still didn’t understand why she’d agreed. That was the source of her stress. Not the fact that she was going face to face with a criminal. Since launching her true crime career a decade earlier, she had waited in similar rooms for sociopaths and murderers many times. It wasn’t the criminal who made her nervous; it was the fact that this one had sought her out... had begged her to write the story behind her. A loud click pulled Allison from her thoughts and the door swung open to reveal the guard and her prisoner. Lillian Ross. The name seemed ordinary enough; refined even. Yet this was a killer who had coldly murdered two men. Two men who had loved he