Kevin Spacey put his hand through his slick brown hair again, making a wavy style. "Do you think evil can be good?" Kevin looked up to Dr. Walson, frozen in place, his college professor in religion and ethics from from his senior year, four years ago. "Why?" The professor sighed in frustration and grief. "Kevin, ever since we've been seeing each other, you have, there's something you're not sharing with me. You graduated first in my class and now you are a preacher. We all have secrets." Kevin replied angrily : "Sometimes it's best to keep them secrets. Besides, I have nothing to hide." Both frustrated, they sat in the leather coffee chairs, Kevin again drew his hand in his hair. "Sometimes," he answered the professor's previous question, "if said evil results in a good, like stealing bread to feed your family." Dr. Walson smiled "Our hour is up, Kevin."
They both stood and walked out a door on a door on the right, on the other side were the green waves of the Florida beach. The two slowly walked on the deck approaching Kevin's silver Prius. "You know, just because you're a religious man doesn't mean you have to be perfect." Kevin didn't look up. He stepped into the car and looked at Walson. "Next week?" The doctor smiled and waved as Kevin as pulled out of the gravel lot.
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Mystery / ThrillerWhat does somebody do when chased by an unknown killer? Run. What happens when you can't? Turn around.