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r work clothes lay beside her so she could easily change into when she was done and get going. Back to present, the

g. Or do something random to find out what was going on. However when she heard t

our job easier for us," the guy who held the gun to her head said, hi

nce revealed two things. She had either been so lost in her reading which sh

d it? Was she far from reality that she didn't know that things like this went down in people's lives? Or was she just

er reach. But she was very well aware that any unnecessary or slight movement would get her b

uld have been a problem for her though. She was grateful to her voice for holding itsel

ar in one gulp. Might as well die without it. She could feel h

man that is. He looked so young. He seemed do confident. To have held an empty gun to her head and sent shivers down her spine. Not even scared about her movements while reloading it. She guessed it w

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thing that mattered to her at the moment. Instincts kicked and she had to ask. She was being

nother who stood guard at the door. Little wonder he was so comfortable stepping back to reload and taking his eyes off her. He had backup. His mention of 'we' shifted her attent

with two of his fingers, admiring her pretty face. She could see an

ar from where she was sitted. He had left it the night before, promising to be over tonight to pick it up. She made a mental search of the bag not sure what she wa

de the room. Then he stepped out and closed

be decent enough to tell me why and who sent

e hit him in the crotch and he doubled over. While he struggled with the pain, she dashed towards

ever, something quickly reminded her that her killer was still in

im in different places. Not sure enough if the wound was deep enough to kill but knowing that he was in severe pain through the grim