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Angelina's POV
I approached the bar as the red and blue lights shine everywhere. Yellow tape is seen all around a pool of blood and a dead man's body lying flat on the concrete parking lot.

I walk up to Ricky (My new partner after Spencer's departure) and look at the victim. The man was a tall, heavyset redhead with so many stab wounds to his back. One thing that caught my eye though was that the man had a slit throat. I wonder if he died from the slashing of his throat or the back wounds? Either way, the man didn't last long after his killer attacked him.

"Gang related? " Ricky asks as I kneel down closer to the lifeless man's body.
"Possibly, but usually a gang related crime would be a little more classified. Like why leave the man right behind the bar where anyone walking by could spot him?" Rick nods, "Good point, Angelina."
"Maybe it was a bar fight, over a bet or something? " I said standing back up as Ryan comes up to see what had happened this evening.....

Spencer's POV
I race into my house with dry blood all around my arms and hands. I literally just killed someone! If I'm being honest about all of this... I'm pretty happy by the results. I never wanted to kill anybody, but I was prepared to if it was required for my job, which was very liking in this town.

I quickly go into my bathroom and turn the lights on. I see my reflection on the mirror and looked like....
A natural born killer. Who am I now?
Why would I do such a gruesome thing to an innocent man? Why am I losing it so badly? So many questions race through my head as the cool water slowly turns to an orangey tone from the blood that slowly leaves my guilty flesh. God what have I done?

After a really long shower, I put my boxers on and go into the kitchen. I turn the news on while going to eat some leftover pizza. As I pored myself a glass of milk, I hear what the main story was for tonight.

"A man was found brutally murdered behind a bar right off the highway here in California. Police are still investigating and have not yet spoken.
The attacker we believe has not yet been revealed. Stay tuned for further information. "

I shut the fridge door and sit down, I felt so horrible for this. I'm the reason for tonight's story on probably every news channel. This was just awful.
I quickly change the channel before a knock at my door scared the shit out of me. Who the hell is here at 11pm?
I set my pizza down and make my way to the front door. As I peep through the small window, I see my best friend, Angelina standing there.
I quickly open the door and take in how pretty she looked outside her police uniform.

"Hello, Angelina"
"Spencer, I'm so sorry. Ryan told me what happened this morning and I just... God I'm so sorry, Spencer." She says with emotion before hugging me tightly. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her into my bare chest.
"Thank you, Angelina. Appreciate you stopping by. " I said as we slowly pull away.

"Would you like to come inside? I've got some pizza." She smiles and nods as I step to the side so she can enter my house. Once she's inside, I lock the door and guide her to my kitchen.
"I have some ranch too, if you like it with pizza? " Angelina once again nods. "That'd be great. Thank you, Spencer " I nod before going to grab another plate.

"So, how was work?" I asked as I put the pizza on the plate and walk back over to my table with her. "Busy. Another murder." She says as I slide her plate down before taking a seat beside her. "Really? " another nod.
"Some guy behind a bar was stabbed to death just a few hours ago. " I instantly stop chewing and stare off into space.

My friend is investigating a case that I murdered someone in? Now this is f*cked up. "Spencer? You alright " Angelina asks as my gaze meets her eyes again. "Angelina, the killer never escapes without someone knowing."
"Spencer, he clearly wasn't still on the scene." She says with a laugh.
"What if he's closer than you think?"

I questioned while unintentionally staring her down

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I questioned while unintentionally staring her down. "How do you know if it was a him?" I was a former cop, I know exactly what to say. "I didn't say who this is" I tease as she nods.
"Alrighty crazy, let's talk about anything you want to discuss. Maybe work? " I sit up a little straighter and nod....

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