Too Late For Regret, Mr. Hayes

as the last thing I he

pact, brutal and

doll tossed across the

for a moment before

oking at Ashley, his perfect Ashley

, hard shove into the pa

her, o

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kne

pulling sensation,

was a grim satisfacti

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ore t

and then

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es, distant and d

ice, sharp

d get Ms. Albright a wa

right.

his wife, lying man

at the inconven

s, always efficien

cleaning up his me

a stran

own was al

tion was

his finite ability to resu

know about

was his unb

ould learn

, and with it, a complete severing

my broken face cou