He yanked off the chair slipcover in disgust. He hated it when they messed up his beautiful furniture. And now there was a spot of blood on his favorite chair. Why couldn't they just bleed somewhere else like the bathtub. His face brightened as he remembered the two lovers in the bathtub. He'd come across them by accident when he'd hailed a taxi cab.
And then by pure luck the taxi had gotten a flat tire in the pouring rain and the driver had been distracted enough for him to drug the girl and then the driver while he'd been changing the tire. Ohh this was going to be so much fun!