Criminal Stories: The Most Dangerous Men in Love

:Liu X

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was Owen Shepard, my senior colleague. He sound

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arted dating. I had planned to propose to her a

l at 4:30 a.m. and sa

body. Her skin had lost color,

semble Mia's

ied in a car crash at 6:10 p.m. at the inter

as a truck. The driver was too ti

I reached for the she

"Leo, you should

lump in m

me

grip and lifted

brows and eyes, like she always did

ck ran down her body

floor, feeling like

t no tears came. M

ing our anniversary. Ma

llucination

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driving? Fuck yo

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Dubois. I understand this is a difficu

'm going through! I need

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nded to kill anyone. It was just

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use

en and glared at the officer's nose. "You're part of t

e and seized my arm, throwing me to the

d. "What

n of a

eard a sickening crunch and

on my wrists and pull

lice officer, so I wi

't let

ill on my neck until

something so reckless, at lea

n he spoke the words "driving whil

the more I doubted his inte

, I kept looking for clue

all the evidence from

ck that hit Mia was wrecked beyond repair. Four years passed,

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ng's off. Mia was k

ou have any cl

uit?" I shouted, slamming the

feeling infuria

was alive. I wanted to break down and c

phone ringing

but I recogniz

t first, but i

ot up and lo

iPhone 7 in a b

here? Three years? And

one and saw the ca

i

o?" I

n't you call

dumbfo

and calling her da

why are you so qu

o is this

y! It's your favorite

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ped, and the

at the ph

left, no SIM car

cent call w

but without a SIM card

no one picked up, just like the last four years. Her

the phone

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back from New York. Is

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invited to th

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6:40 p.m. and got into

forget th

over there...I mean, w

ost crucial quest

nniversary today. H

have we be

e years,

it's

u? Did you have a

'm in..

I heard the da

uch I missed her, how these

bit my

4, 2018, was t

this phone call acros

en Mia spoke again, bu

ound. I miss you too, but O

. It was clear that she w

he meant by "cove

ldn't le

there w

," I said, sensing w

on the line, and I

ght make it on time de

s our anniversary, and I want to

hesit

u sound

abbed the ph

darling. I'll c

g up yet,

ing urgent to

e intersection of Morton Street a

t she had alr

e didn't hear

d she seemed to be in a hurry, so I di

n minutes, I co

inutes were

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ancing at

9 p

0 p

1 p

th this place, Mia woul

ld

piece of pape

ext to her iPhone 7. I grabbed them

htning lit up

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Mia's death

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