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= “𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢. 𝘞𝘦’𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘦.” Once the pizza was retrieved and the door shut I dropped my hands from his hips and stepped back from him. “𝘊𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.”

= When the door bell rang I looked at him, gesturing for him to answer it as I positioned to look like I was redressing when the door opened. Pizza boy would remember if he needed to. I walked up behind Law and moved my hands around him. He was too shaken to speak.=

= I moved around his living room, making it look as though we had been hanging out with movies and blankets on the couch.=

= Once inside I check the blinds. “𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴. 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴.” I was careful to step out of my plastic covered boots before I stepped further into the house.=

= I pull the driver side door of his car open. “𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦. 𝘕𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺. 𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴.”=

= I hop in my own car and drive to his address. I park my car just behind his and set the parking brake. I check his phone for the pizza tracker and get out of the car.=

{I stayed long enough to watch him hit the road. I pull out the phone and wallet I had managed to pull off of him. I used his phone and card to order a pizza delivery to his address, setting up an alibi just in case. Once it was ordered and evidence collected and trashed I toss it into my trunk.=

= The vulnerability he displayed was something I’d never from him before. I brush my thumb over his cheek.}

𝘞𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘓𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘨𝘰.

=𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥? 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦? 𝘞𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

{I raise a hand to cup his cheek. It hurt to see him so scared.=

= Once the room was cleared I met with him outside. I snapped the gloves free of my hands and tossed them in the trash bag.}=

= The room was setup to look like the man was doing something depraved and she woke in the middle of it and attempted to fight. I reach for trash bags and collected anything around the room that would lead back to Law.=

= I reach to grab the scalpel, wiping it clean before I quickly wrapped it in the girl’s hand for prints and mimicking the motion of where it would of dropped when feel and repositioning her to look like she fought him in the last breath, slitting his throat.=

={I pulled back to grab a fresh pair of gloves and plastic to wrap my shoes in to keep from tracking any prints. I slid the black nitrile gloves on my palms and popped the end of the glove against my wrists.=

= {I deep breath, pulling close to help guide him with breathing. I leaned up on my tip toes to press my forehead to his.}

𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺. 𝘐𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘐𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘳.. 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵.=

𝘏𝘦𝘺.. 𝘩𝘦𝘺.. 𝘩𝘦𝘺… 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.

{I step to catch and stop is pacing. My palms reached up to grab his face, ignoring the blood he was covered in. My eyes lock with his.}

𝘏𝘦𝘺… 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘦.. 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦. 𝘓𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦.
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= I needed to focus. I got out of the car and followed the scribbled directions he gave until I came across a room with blood everywhere.}

What the….. fuck happened in here? I leave you alone too long and you start killing people… without me?!

= until I was close enough to need to be hidden. I pulled in and parked near his hearse. I took a breath to calm my body’s excitement at the thought of him. This was work.=

= Silent. Spoke low tone in his deep voice. I grabbed my keys from the desk and checked my guns at my sides. I ran out the back door of Buried Treasure and hopped in my car to get to the warehouse district. I used my red light flasher to race through stop lights and traffic=

= I cleared my throat, letting it ring out before I picked it up to dial him back.}

You called… oh..woah slow down. Stop talking. Where are you?

{I scribbled the address and hung up. I had never heard Law sound frantic and terrified in the entire time I had known him. He was dark and brooding.=

{My phone buzzed against my desk, causing me to look up from the file I was reading over. A shirtless picture of Law highlighted my screen. I paused. Did I want to answer? Was this it? Was this him calling me angry from not hearing from me?=

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{I take a sip of my cocktail as I whisper to myself. I walk around the club, trying to decide what game table to settle in at.}

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= away with drinking. I drink the rest of the glass and place it on the bar top. “Need another?” I shook my head.}

No… I should probably keep some of my senses in order tonight.

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{I blow out a breath before I order a whiskey for myself and take a sip. I hold the glass in my hand, swirling it around as I get lost in the thought of the last time I let myself get carried=