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Unlocking the door of my condominium unit, I could feel my sore muscles as I pressed the combination over to the electronic pad. There was a slight beep followed by the clicking of the door, as it slightly gaped open. Heaving a breath of relief , I walked in, closing the door behind me.
Bam, my loyal Doberman, greeted me with a wagging tail and eager whines, sensing my weariness. I took Bam under my care a few months ago, He was a service dog for a blind girl, However, due the girl's heart condition, Bam's previous owner passed away, The parents of his owner were not much of a dog loving people, so they took Bam to the rescue shelter, where I found him. Ever since, he had lived with me , Took him a few weeks to get accustomed to his new found home, poor guy was traumatized, I'm glad that I took Bam in, at least, I don't feel so alone now .
I managed a feeble smile,
" Hi boy... Did you miss me? " I greeted him, giving him a brief pat in the head before continuing my sluggish journey to the living room, as he follows me around .
Collapsing onto the posh sofa, my mind buzzed with a whirlwind of thoughts. Resting my head over the soft cushion of the couch, I closed my eyes,
This was a long and tiring day for me.
Things were not in favor today, I had to go through alot just to finish this damn delivery.
I don't usually work alone with deliveries such as this, but what on earth can I do? I made a promise that I'd look into it , personally, and I always keep my word, no matter the circumstances.
I drew in a heavy sigh,
How long have I been doing this again?
I simply cannot remember, but one thing is for sure, I needed to do this.
I promised myself , that I won't stop, until I get exactly what I want.
Feeling the tension and strain in my neck and shoulders , I grunted,
Fucking hell, I must've pulled a muscle or something, damn it hurts. . I thought,pushing aside these turbulent emotions, I opened my eyes before pulling myself to sit upright, and grabbing the tv remote.
I turned on the TV, the news anchor's voice filling the room with the day's headlines.
-----Tonight, a devastating explosion has shaken the tranquil neighborhood of Cheondam. Reports indicate that the residential home of Prime Minister Choi and his wife became the target of a vicious bombing during a gathering earlier this evening. Meanwhile , reports stated , that the prime minister was pronounced dead on arrival, The president also expresses his condolences to the bereaved wife....-----
I listened with half-hearted attention, my focus drifting back hours earlier after my job was done.
I must be hallucinating or something. due to lack of sleep, But I simply cannot shake this familiar feeling , swirling in the pit of my stomach.
That man from earlier,
He scent seems familiar , the feeling was like a haunting ghost from a distant memory.
Unfortunately, I only get to see a glimpse of his luxury watch wrapped against his seemingly delicate wrist.
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