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? Why was it here? Waiting for her? The driver thinking of hitting her again? Wouldn't it be so soon? Why was it in a hurry to run

uld be crazy enough to climb it so they could hit her-and hitting her meant hitting also other people as sh

from the car. The man was probably six feet in height, well-built, had military haircut and was carrying a clutch bag. She blinked a few times. What was inside the bag? Definitely not makeup. The man walked like a robot, no hint of swaying of hips there. Laptop, maybe. No, it was too small for a laptop. A cell phone?

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again, he saw the stiff man walking towards her direction-he was following her, the ominous clutch bag still in his hand. He was walking casually, like he was confident that he would catch up with her anytime he wanted. Was he really carrying a gun? If yes, was the gun for her? Was he going to shoot her? Here, in this crowded

n somebody's Facebook live. The whole world would see his face and know his identity b

er when there was no one around them anymore. It was a good plan, in fairness, as the bus wouldn't stop in front of her home. She would still have to walk

t for the deaf and mute moon, who certainly

really nee

illers would then vanish as their goal-her death-had been achieved. Everything and everyone would then move on and be peaceful. And she promised that her ghost would ha

s not how

illers, her heartless murderers, probably annoyed by her family's thirst and search for justice, would next harass every mSadie of her family. Her cold-blooded murder would go viral on Facebook. Many people would talk abo

d never have a

th her in a taxi, unless he would threaten the cab driver with his gun to also accommodate him. But it wasn't likely that the killer would involve another person in his plan. Besides, the driver might put up a fight. The assassin's plan could go mess

he thought

wn anecdote about him,

p the old man. The sexagenarian, fatigued and hungry, was sleeping on the sidewalk when the two drunken men passed. One of them accidentally tripped on the old man's leg, causing him to fall to the ground face-first, which sparked the mauling frenzy. Ambert asked his driver to pull over. Then, he alighted and walked towards the men

took the beggar home and gave his fam

ld Anika the whole story. Anika, naturally, wanted to

he man following her once he started shooting at her? Maybe, if she accepted his lunch invitation. But she refused, so Ambert, naturally, wouldn't be that gung-ho in risking his life for. He

ird thoughts

grily asking him to go home right that minute. Then she saw the man stop walking and drop his cell phone coolly inside his pants' pocket, like a gunslinge

s off the man until he

us, scared that the man would turn around, and started following