It had been just another busy Friday night at George's Dinner. Cars had been lined up in the parking lot from end to end. The sounds of loud 50's style rock could be heard from each parked car. Both teens and adults had been present there at the diner. From age 18 to 30 were busy rocking out into the night. The smells of burgers,french fries, and malt shakes filled the air with a sweet perfume of a busy weekend ahead. George's Dinner was in a nice spot too. Located in downtown Boston. It was a well kept place with a tons of neon lights, and busy roller skating waitresses. One such waitress was a girl who went by the name of Emily. A very pretty number who from her head. Down to her toes. Was a bombshell, and she knew it.<br/><br/>"Emily! Got an order ready for you!" Called out the cook as he placed a tray over the outer counter window of the dinner. Emily nodded. "Which car!?" The cooked pointed to the far end Chevy parked over in the the corner. She smirked as she recognized the chevy. "Alright." She took the tray and scatted her way down past the other cars. Towards a dark blue Chevy. Once she had reached the car. She knocked on the window. "Order of two burgers, two malts, and a side of fries." The driver's side window rolled down slowly. The smell of cigarette smoke and liquor caught her a bit off guard. Yet it was a far too common smell for her. "Hello gorgeous!" Greeted a man in his early 20's. His jet black hair had been greased, and cigarette ash covered the color of his dark leather jacket.<br/><br/>Her boyfriend of all people. She giggled and placed the tray in his hands as he reached out for it. "Getting off soon?" he inquired as he took a bite of his burger. She nodded, and turned towards the dinner. "Maybe in about ten or 20 minuets my shift should be over." She turned back, and gave him a smirk. "Have time to wait up for me?" He nodded with a gleeful smile on his face. "Talk to you soon gorgeous!" 20 minuets had indeed past, and her shift ended at bout 10pm. She took off her roller skates. Said goodbye to her boss, and her friends at the dinner. Unaware this would be the last time she would ever be seen alive by any of them. Her boyfriend had indeed waited up for her in his dark blue Chevy. The motor of his car had been revved up, and music blasted from his car radio.<br/><br/>"Hello there miss bombshell!" He called out to her with a chuckle. She called back as she approached his car. "And hello to you too Mr star crossed Casanova!" Her boyfriend's name was Tommy, and the both of them had been in a relationship for about a year now. They loved each other very much so, but knew that neither one of them were ready for commitment. Let alone to be tied down in that old fashion way. They both lived for the moment, and enjoyed the excitement their young lives had to offer. He worked construction, and she worked at the dinner. It was at times a hard relationship to manage, but they found a way.<br/><br/>He reached over towards his passenger side door, and popped open the latch to open it. "Well isn't someone feeling civil tonight!" She said with a giggled as she hopped on inside the car. "Anything for my bombshell!" He responded back as he watched her close the door. She threw her skates in the backseat. "So where too!?" She asked as she stretched her arms over her head with a yawn. He shrugged. " A night of lovemaking and french fries?" Emily giggled. "Fine, but let me change first. This damn uniform always gets tight in the worse spots."<br/><br/>The next hours passed into the night as they held each other in loving embrace. Both their bodies were soaked in sweat. Emily moaned in pure ecstasy she her boyfriend kissed her all over. He inside of her, and his hands wrapped around her. Their car had been parked in vacant lot not far from the dinner. A popular spot used by lovers alike and rarely bothered. As they continued to make love. She heard what sounded to be like footsteps outside the car. "What was that!?" She said as she stopped and glared at him. "What was what?" He said as he pumped her again. She moaned a little before she slapped his bare chest. "Someone is outside." He sighed, and stopped for a moment. " I hear nothing." She shook her head. I don't like this. Can we please go home. He lowered his head, and with a deep sigh. Nodded. "Find."<br/><br/>They had drove home that night to his apartment. Where Emily felt a strange and uncertain feeling all night. It was so bad that she didn't even want to leave Tommy's side that night. Tommy, who never saw her this scared before, decided to keep his 308. revolver by his bed that night. In the morning she awoke alone. She knew he worked early mornings, and for was normally used to it. Not today though. She was scared, and wanted him to be home already. The entire apartment felt like a scary place. Even the smallest noise caused her to jump in alarm. She sighed, and tried her best to retain her strength. She couldn't help it after all. All those reported deaths of young girls on the radio, and in the newspapers. Girls around her age being butchered, and left for dead in alleys.<br/><br/>She decided maybe she go see her sister. Her sister was off today from work! Yeah they could hang out today, and maybe get her mind off things. She decided she would leave a note for her boyfriend before she left though. Once finished, she took a shower, and left the apartment to go meet with her sister. She would never make that walk to her sister's apartment. In fact, she would never make it one block. The next day her bodied had been discovered. Butchered, sexually assaulted, and marked with a black petal like many of the other victims. It was only by luck that the police were able to make out who she was, and contact her next of kin.<br/><br/>"The damn phyco strikes again....Such a pretty girl too...A crying damn shame." Said a police officer as they stood over the crime scene. Emily's body had been covered by a cloth