Extended Definition of a Genre of Film - Essay Example

So he decided to stalk Felicity. He had found out that she had been discharged from the police force a few years ago and lived alone with her mother. Too bad she had asked for police protection after he had made the first threatening call telling her not to interfere or she’d be dead meat, just like all the others…' I know who you are and I know where you live' did not, however, have the desired effect of repelling her from the case. He would have to resort to sterner measures. Graham West heaved a heavy sigh as he realized that killing Felicity would be the best thing to do under the circumstances.

Maybe he should kill both mother and daughter to make a statement. Busybodies, and damn the police protection- he would have to find a way to sneak into her place without causing suspicion. Wait a minute… he could cut their wires and then pose as a TV repairman or something. But it would not work if she had not called for a serviceman. Thank God they had no picture of him at Police Headquarters. Graham took his chances late evening one weekend when he was certain the police would be gainfully occupied elsewhere.

Felicity did not suspect a thing when she let him in- she must have thought her mother had called for the repairman, so that was that. But what he did not expect was Fred Hurst turning up for tea unexpectedly. He sized up Hurst and decided to take a chance anyway. But they were ready for him and both Felicity and Hurst took Graham down while the mother screamed blue murder.. Dammit, that Cindy Croft at work was too juicy to resist, and such a flirt too. Half the time she was flirting with the young male staff anyway.

Such a gold digger- never one for a steady relationship. Too bad he did not mix work and play, or she’d have been one of his victims too. He simply could not risk the chance of being suspected or found out or else it would all be over. It was so thrilling to have a secret life and not be found out yet… the revelation would likely shock all who knew him. With Victim 14’s neck secure on a meat hook in his garage, West turned to other matters requiring his attention. He firmly suspected that the pesky detective Felicity had her eyes on him, all due to some blood of a victim’s type being found in his car.

He had fooled them into believing it was his former wife’s blood- they had been divorced just six months ago. But they were not really satisfied. So he decided to stalk Felicity. He had found out that she had been discharged from the police force a few years ago and lived alone with her mother. Too bad she had asked for police protection after he had made the first threatening call telling her not to interfere or she’d be dead meat, just like all the others…’ I know who you are and I know where you live’ did not however have the desired effect of repelling her from the case.

He would have to resort to sterner measures. Graham West heaved a heavy sigh as he realized that killing Felicity would be the best thing to do under the circumstances (Wilson, 45). Maybe he should kill both mother and daughter to make a statement. Busybodies, and damn the police protection- he would have to find a