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ˡᵒᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ: ᵘⁿᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ
ᵘⁿᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ...
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.The night air was colder than expected. The two men that stood at the small docks had little time. They had to do this now, to fix their plan.
They couldn't risk someone seeing them though. This was never supposed to happen. They had a plan. And then the Americans messed it all up.
"We have to fix the plan. She's getting too close, we can't have her ruining all we have worked for." A man stood on the docks, his suit leather jacket, barely covering him from the sharp winds coming off the water.
There was silence for a moment, before a new man spoke, "Then we just have to make sure she doesn't get closer." The other man's suit was soaked from the mist coming off the river.
The harbor winds whipped around the two men. They had been planning this for years. Why now of all times does it have to be messed up?
"How do you suggest we do that? The two of them are living together."
That was a part of the plan that caused the most problems.
How do you kill someone when there is a serial killer standing guard at his door?
"Then we go for a different target. A weaker one, i mean we have already taken out two others. How hard will it be to kill another?"
It was surprisingly easy to make someone's death look like a Mafia had done it. They shouldn't be the ones that leave easy-to-copy signatures on their kills. It was irrational, to be honest. And stupid. It was asking for someone to blame you for something.
"She's sooner or later going to crack. She's like a hungry dog. Sooner or later she will break and do something that makes the others question her. Question believing in her."
This man must have been crazy, even if they did convince seven blades, that she wasn't a threat; her family would believe her over everything else.
Leather jacket, scratched at his face, "Isn't she bipolar? You read her file. What can we use against her? Didn't she go through like some type of, crazy shit, when she was part of the team? And ending up slaughtering three incidental people."
Serial killers were known for wanting to kill. And by the timeline of deaths, she seemed to get her to fill of blood spilling every three to five days.
Now if they could just get it so she couldn't do that? She might do their job for them.
The other man smiled. "That's perfect."
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"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗. 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔-𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝."
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟺𝟺𝟾𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝.
𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝.
𝙰 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎.
𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎? 𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍.
𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍.
𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗?
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