Chapter 4

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The voice took over. Leaving Justin unable to think.
He fought down his irritation, he never had problems following orders before.
What was wrong with him today?

Shaking his head to clear it, he attempted to arrange his thoughts into neat, orderly rows.

You're just tired

There's no possible way she's innocent

There were witnesses who saw her shoot the man

Those words calmed the voice, lulling it to sleep.
It slowly faded, contented it got the message across.

Soon, Justin was back to normal.
Plotting and scheming ways to capture her.
Everything was fine again. The universe's order hadn't been disrupted.

The car stopped in front of his apartment.

For some reason, the lights were on

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