You Reap What You Woe Part 6

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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN SCENES INAPPROPRIATE FOR YOUNGER VIEWERS OR FOR THOSE SENSITIVE TO THE SUBJECTS WITH THE SCENE!

The scene includes smut. There is a warning when the scene starts, and where it ends.

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Third Persons POV:

"First time someone's killed themselves in the morgue."
Sheriff Glapin says to his deputy.

"Guys don't know what to do with the body." She replies.

"What do you got?" He asks.

"Gun was legal and registered in his name. Colt .45. Janitor said he kept it in his desk."

"I just saw Doc last week." He says while shaking his head in disbelief. "He was planning a cruise with his wife. He seemed excited all about retirement."

"Guess you never know what's going through someone's mind."

"A bullet, apparently. We got security footage?"

"Nope. Camera was obscured. Black bubblegum. I got them scrubbing through video to find out how long it's been there."

"Black bubblegum. You don't say..."

"The suicide note says he felt guilty about an old case. Says he covered it up, faked the coroner's report, and has been living with guilt for all these years."

"What case?"

"Uh, Garrett Gates."

"Gabriella Gates. You gotta be kidding me."

"You heard of it? I've been waiting 30 years to put away his murderer."

"You know who did it?"

"There's only ever been one suspect. I always thought they were covering up the truth. Now I got my proof."

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Another Third Persons POV:

"Mmm. I am famished. You're not hungry, darling?" Genevieve asks her son as Mortician wraps a long slender arm around her waist. The other holds his plate.

"My appetite eludes me, Mother. The same way the truth eludes you." Wednesday tells her while walking away with (Y/n).

"We need to tell him." Genevieve says turning to her husband.

"He'll never believe us. We must stay strong." Mortician places a kiss against the side of her head. "And hope that something more morbid comes along to distract him."
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Yet Another Third Persons POV:

"So are you going to make me ask?" Edwards mother asks looking at him.

"Alder and I haven't defined our relationship yet," He starts while looking down smiling, blush begins to dust his cheeks.

"I'm not talking about girls," She interrupts with a roll of her eyes. "Have you wolfed out yet?"

"No." He says while clenching his fist and gritting his teeth.

"Well, that is a disappointment." She says while shaking her head.

"That's me. A huge disappointment." Edwards says while looking down.

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(Y/n)'s POV:

"Can I ask what this is about, Sheriff?" I hear from my right as I'm walking towards Wednesday and his family.

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