The Ignorance_A Cold, Dead Night_Rhiane_Tools of the trade
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The Ignorance
"Can you tell me the way to the store?" I asked someone in terror. "I'm new to town and I'm lost." The person I was talking to didn't stop. He kept walking down the street. That was the third time this has happened to me, and I'm beginning to get afraid. "Ma'am! Can you help me!" I ran up to a lady in wealthy looking clothing. While running up to her, I crashed into a man who stepped outside his house. He dropped a bag of clothing onto the concrete in which made a huge mess. "I'm sorry!" I cried. "What was that…?" He whispered. He picked up his clothing and wal...
A Cold, Dead Night
"Give me a minute," the detective said.He knelt next to the victim's body and carefully examined the wound."I've taken photos; whatever else will be picked up when forensic sweeps."The detective turned to the rookie and gave a cutting stare. It was clear he wasn't fond of his interjection.The rookie held his breath, annoyed because he thought his time was valuable but in this detective eyes, he was but an errand-boy. "78th and Grove, we need to get moving. Now.""There no tape up, no lead?" the rookie was dumbfounded; in practice this detective seemed a loon.Sirens flooded the alley along with ...
Rhiane
RHIANEHi! I’m James. A fifty-seven year old male to female transgender person from New York. Along with MDD, consisting of suicidal tendencies, life sucks. I’ve read that to have, you have to experience sorrow to receive joy. The world is do. And me. I have been told that I am suicidal, but unable to die. What a conundrum. How about a little background info. At twenty-two, I married a beautiful woman. At that age, she was with child. Kathy was eighteen then. She brought the joy of my life, Krystal. She was two. My Krystal was my first love, her happy, cheeks exuded love, She is the reason my ...
Tools of the trade
"Why did you kill him, Stan?""I said I want my lawyer.""Come on now. You're making this way too difficult. Just admit it, it'll be easier on your sentence.""Hey don't blame me for something I didn't do. Give me a lawyer, then I'll talk.""Forget your lawyer, Stan. He won't help you, not after I show him incriminating video footage."The detective leaned back in his chair and straightened his tie. "What are you talking about? What video?" Stan’s eyes narrowed. "You, buying a screwdriver at Hardware-4-Lifwww.onedoor.cce; hours before you murdered Joseph Woods.""Stop it, this is illegal. I know my rights."Stan's...