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Death Row

Mystery / Thriller

My name is Lizzy C. Bennett. The C stands for Catherine. I'm 25, have longish blonde hair, pale skin, and blue eyes. My best friend (and girlfriend) Sira David works as security in a high risk prison. I'm now an inmate at said prison. Did I mention...

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by thefactinthefiction

by thefactinthefiction

                                    
                                              Kill 1
                          
                          The first man I killed was David Ross. Nice man really. It's not my fault I was contracted to kill him. I had no choice. If I didn't they'd kill Lindsay. And I couldn't let them hurt my little sister.

                          
                          I was seventeen. Lindsay was twelve. They came into our house in the middle of the night and took us to an empty warehouse.
                          
                          Of course, at the time, I hadn't known what was happening. Only that it was bad. Really bad.
                          
                          I didn't know that they would expect me to kill someone. To this day I still don't know exactly why, only that if I didn't they would kill my little sister.
                          
                          And I couldn't let that happen.
                          
                          So, as I watched the blood pool around David Ross's head, I knew that it was sort of justified.
                          
                          And it's not like he felt much pain. The head shot killed him instantly.
                          
                          My captors were not impressed with the quick and painless kill. They had wanted him to suffer. They hadn't told me.
                          
                          Lindsay got a knife in the thigh for that one.