Z: ofcourse we do
T: i have a twin brother, his name is Tim Bradford. He works in the LAPD. I could act i was him and get into the system in the station.
B: hmm.. let me google this "tim up".
Z: sure
B: ohh, he's the one that dated the hot cop ... what was her name again... lucy? Yeah she questioned me on the station.
*tim feels like a sharp knife stabbed his back*
T. i think so, so you in?
B: i'm in
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*brady attach's a mic to tim's shirt and tells him*
B: you do understand if you get caugth you wont tell on me.
T: mhm..
*when tim leaves he straight goes to angela as "tim"*
B: *on the mic* okay.. so now ask for the papers in lucy chen.
T: why lucy?
B: i changed my mind, shes our next victim
*tims atomach dropped on the floor*
T: uhh.. okay..
*when tim gets to angela he quickly mutes the mic and quickly says*
T: angela i dint have time but the killer is in questioning room rigth now with zoe, we got him to the "plan"
B: why did you turn your mic off????!!!
T: shh.. hello angela my dearest friend.
Angela: uhh. tim?
T: i need lucy's papers
A: yeah sure!!
in brandys mind: no way this is real.. they wouldn't go that easy..
T: brady, i got the papers........brady?
*brady doesn't answer anything*
T: oh no
A: what?
T: NO.
*tim runs to the questioning room and sees zoe and lucy on the floor stabbed, punched.*
T/A: OH HELL NO.
*the lockdown alarm starts to go off*
LDA: EVERYONE THIS IS A LOCK DOWN, THIS IS NOT A TEST.
*on the radio*
N: We see tall, blonde man with black clothes running away
T: THATS BRANDY GET HIM.
A: oh no..
T: WHAT
A: zoe doesn't breathe or have a pulse.. shes dead.
T: what about.. lucy?
A: doesn't breathe... WAIT SHE STILL HAS A PULSE
t: ILL DO CPR
*tim starts doing cpr for 2 minutes*
A: tim...
T: NO, SHE CANNOT BE GONE.
A: im sorry.
2 weeks go by
*at lucy's funeral*
*everyone is crying especially tim*
T: this wouldn't have happened without me
A: tim stop.
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thanks for reading this story.
