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Conney tried contacting Kayla to apologize. But the line was unreachable... This roused Conney's suspicion because Kayla always answered in the first ring.
Conney tried again. Didn't work. That's when she decided to use the liberties of being a Secret Agent.
She hacked into the line that Kayla used, and traced the phone... and cursed.
She groaned "Kayla. Oh, Kayla. Dans quel bordel vous êtes-vous mis? What mess have you put yourself into...?"
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Conney stormed into her Lamborghini and drove in so much desperation and resent she crashed into a building. Almost. Parking her forest green car into the bushes, she silently but swiftly moved into the building, and crouched behind a chair... Seconds before she saw a knife plunge into her companion's gut.
Conney was so horrified and disgusted, she made a sound that had she been an animal, would've been more explainable. She lept at the murderer and in seconds wrung the neck.
So disgusted was she that she kept the hood on the face. She ran to Kayla's side and saw the knife still inside her gut. But Conney didn't dare remove it. The knife was acting like a plug ceasing much blood loss. Terrified, she saw the robe on the murderer, and tore a long and thick piece out of it.
Conney kept wrapping the wound even though the sight of blood was too much. When she had wrung the murderer's neck, it was as though she had become a different person altogether... A violent one. Everything her Mama and Papa had taught her against.
Shoving those thoughts aside, Conney felt satisfied with her work, and inch-by-inch removed the knife. There was no blood seeping. Conney sighed with relief.
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She loaded Kayla into the vehicle, and sped off to the nearest hospital she found.
Few minutes later, a nurse told her everything was fine and that Kayla would be perfect... But she was asking for Conney...
