Chapter 29
As I run down the long hallway, I have to slow down because I start to run out of breath. The hallway gets darker as I go down it. There are absolutely no doors. I refuse to turn back and look at his body. When I do, I catch myself fighting for breath. I feel so guilty. I killed a man. I killed a man. I killed someone who was trying to help me. I push further down the hallway and there's finally door all the way down the hall, just one door. I place my ear against listening for voices.
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FanfictionA Mike Warren Fan-Fiction. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When an ex-cop turned bar tender finds herself in Graceland after a near death experience she has no recollection of, she finds an over caring man named Mike Warren who owes her his life, even if she...
