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ight sky. The street wasn't that busy, probably because
where
rom the counter ready to go home, my shift was over. I would have waited for my best friend, Cammie, but she wanted to
e other workers, contemplating if I should fol
dark and assumed to be haunted when I was little, back then life was good. I
travel to different countries every year, but
with rent. It was tiring but I was well content with it. It was better than staying in that horrible home that I called 'family'. Sometimes I wished that I had obeyed my mother and ma
my family when I had a loud bang. My adrenaline wanted
d myself but sighed at
le the other part wanted to turn arou
se and hid when I saw two people, o
ne standing said. "Please, don't kill me! I beg you, plea
d and continued. "Pathetic. And thinking we won't find
he one standing punched him. I gasped and
eing it in real life was fascinating and yet frightening. Suddenly, he shot him and the man fell flat on his
out quickly putting all the strength and effort I had
dn't know I could run this fast. " Fuck you
aid and before I could l
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en my lips. I thought of what to do with the girl who I had found out to be Annie Gregory the only
ing the cigar on the fl
t her. I smiled a little, she was the kind of a girl I liked. Not too pretty, living a
o
fascinating. She was going to wake up soon and I had to be t
going t
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adly. Then I remembered. The long route, the two men , me running and someone knocking me out. I looked around suddenly
led jaw, his eyes were the darkest colour she had ever seen and his lips were thin lips . His beards were cleanly cut and his hairstyle
ed my eyes, he wasn't going to have
to go home", I said standing again. He looked a
ie", he said and I was surprised that
ow
nd I just wanted to end you at the spot then I though
getting scared all of a sud
y inside my estate, is that hard to do?" He asked and I looked around,
, he said it with his gaze as if he wanted to kill everyone and anything in the room though it was just the two of us. I p
ll the
ed. This was real, it wasn't a dream. He
You must be from the past then",
read ' THREE FOUND
alized that he was going to kill me. I felt a chill and shivered. I tur
STOLEN. XAVIER A
he could walk freely and not be arrested. He was a mercenary... a threat t
as Dylan Xavier. I had unk
e as if I was nothing. "So you know who I am", he
d be so miserable you'd wish to die... but you wouldn't die", he grinned and cam
e home,