Prologue

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*I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES* 

*ALL PICTURES IN THE BOOK ARE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*

*ALL PICTURES IN THE BOOK ARE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*

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For real this time

I will not, for god's sake, let this bastard get away again

Not ever again

This is the last time he will see the light of the day

I will find him.

And I will kill him myself.

I run through the alleyways, right left, again left, climb on the stairs to the right, over the wall and

There he was.

Standing under the only lamppost which somehow illuminated the street enough to see the figure and a little bit of the surrounding. Everything else is dark and wet and sticky.

The figure standing there was soaked through all the layers and had trouble breathing in the heavy rain.

I smirked from behind the wall and cocked my gun and aimed at him. His eyes went up and towards the sound and before he knew it, the sound echoed through and a yell was heard.

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