"I have plans for Saturday Trapper, but I could go on Sunday if that doesn't inconvenience you too much," she replied.
"Sunday will be ok for me. Tell me where to pick you up and we can go sightseeing later on if you like. I have a four wheel drive jeep and we can make our own trails if we like," Arflin laughed.
Cat Lady had fallen right into Arflin's trap. She had no way of knowing she had less than a week to live. She gave him her address and said nine am would be fine with her.
In spite of all the warnings about William Arflin being posted in chat rooms everywhere throughout the world, chatters seemed to ignore them. No one believed anything like that could ever happen to them.
Friday morning Arflin decided to drive back out to Tequendama Falls to recheck the area once more. This time he took several dirt roads. They all led to the Bogota River. If there were anyone on the first dirt road when he got there on Sunday morning, he would simply go to another road until he found a spot by the river that was secluded.
He stopped by a sportsman store on the way home and bought a large hunting knife. Arflin did not want to take a chance on using a gun. The noise might attract too much attention. He preferred the silence of a knife.
So far he had only used a gun twice on his victims. The police officer he shot in Canada and Jock Farmington in Australia.
When Sunday morning finally arrived, Arflin had already rehearsed the way he planned to kill Cat Lady many times in his mind. This would not be a killing for sexual desires, but from the adrenal rush it gave him.
Arflin wasn't sure what had taken place to make him change the sexual way he felt about women. After he met Lacey in Australia, things just weren't the same anymore.
"Maybe by killing Cat Lady that may help me forget about Lacey," Arflin whispered under his breath.
He had secretly driven by Cat Lady's house several times and knew the way. He was on time as he pulled into her driveway.
"I'll be right out," Cat Lady called from her front door.
Arflin waved in acknowledgement that he heard her.
Cat Lady was very attractive. She was in her mid fifties. Her hair was ash blond and cut short. Her complexion was smooth. She had a golden tan. She wore black slacks and a white blouse tied at her waist. She had on a pair of beach sandals that revealed pedicure polished toenails.