Michael B. Miller Sr.

When My Season Comes Michael B. Miller Sr.

The serial Christian killer gets captured

Out of nowhere Big Mamma received a disturbing telephone call from this David demanding a million dollars for the whereabouts of my sister Faith's body. He said on the telephone to Big Mamma. I heard you were Christian folks with lots of money. I am tired of killing, and running from city to city, and state to state it's time for me to settle down. Big Mamma said how do I know my child is alive? I want to speak with her. The man said she's probably not alive, but you do want the body to have her proper burial, so you Christian folks can talk about how she made it home to Jesus right. Big Mamma said sir you will have your money by tomorrow morning, but don't down play the God I serve please. David the serial killer said okay, but no police or I will destroy the body. You will never be able to have your little home going. He gave Big Mamma instructions. He said I want four hundred thousand dollars sent to two different account numbers. He gave Big Mamma the account numbers. But he needed her to deposit two hundred thousand in each account, but not in the same hour. Big Mamma said Mr. I can't understand what you're trying to say. He said you better try and comprehend, because if you do not you will be sorry, Mrs. Minnie Burnett. Big mamma said well now young man you have me at a disadvantage, because you know my name and I do not know yours, or should I call you David Stevens. He said angrily don't fuck with me, old lady! Big mamma said okay sir calm down, I'm sorry for antagonizing you. He said I want one deposit made at 5:00 PM when most banks are closed. The other deposit made at 6; 00 PM. Are we clear? Big Mamma said yes I am clear. He said if I even think there is a trace on this money not only will I destroy your sweet child's body, but you will never be able