He looked at her with a certain curiosity. He knocked on the doorframe. Sometimes I take innocent lives. She cried out in pain, then in pleasure as he thrust himself into her. He must have been following her from room to room, silent in his stockinged feet. She looked around her. I have unfinished business. “Why are you so distant? Why all the mystery? What are you, a narc? Double-oh-seven or something?” She steeled herself, refusing to react. I don't care how lonesome it is.
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