Bounty Hunter

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ght due to the stalker dropping a little present inside my room, but I was paranoid the hell out of my mind, wonderi

those questions had me wrapped up in my little brain, so much so that I hadn't realised I had reached t

ught me before my but

and resonated in my ears. It sounded so fami

o violet eyes. The man, still dress

lance. "I mean, the guy who tipped with the credit card. Thank you, by the way" I corrected, and a sly smil

le to look past the cap covering his face and I

r ey

d aside for me to walk in. Without uttering another wor

ll of cigarettes and sweat was ever so present and as I walked through the crowded

unter. I greeted her back without a smil

f my head. Every step I took, I felt it. Paranoia shot through

working when Alex approached

her tray on the counter an

y reply came out cold, but that was the least of

m guessing he's the one who tipped massively." Brown ey

the card on this table, murmured a thank you and scurried back to the counter. Again, I am aware of how

p for you if you want to leave." Ale

pty apartment, that was an

passed by between me and Alex, within whic

perverted assholes were found yesterday morn

isation sank in. "The two beard

a lot of money. I guess it was time to

ns roaming the streets. I mean there's still

t of a human taking away the life of another, I had to admit they'd

, who might just be as perv

. I'd almost pleaded with Alex to drive me home, but I

waiting for my Uber when I felt Alex's gentle

off days. I might just

on her face. "Are you sure you're okay, Zinnia? Y

fine." I replied. I must not have sounded convincing because Alex took out a

esn't matter the time. Just call me

et lights providing safety, I began to regret not asking

ibrated in

I just kno

e from my pocket, UNKNOWN written in bold. I

y little flower? Did

ted between replying and after a lo

d and lit

e, my little flower.

ad jerked upwards in hopes to see if anyone was sta

gift waiting for you at home. You can't see

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