Untitled Part 38

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              When I see James speed off I head to the other street that my car is on. I get in and start it. By the time I catch up to him he is at the traffic light going left. After a couple more lights it was pretty clear that we were going to his work. After about 5 more minutes we arrived at his work. He pulled into the third floor of the car garage and I stayed on the second so I could sneak a peek without getting caught. When he gets out he pops his trunk. From what I can see there's a trash bag in his trunk. He takes it out and throws it in the big trash bin. When he gets in his car and leaves I pull up to the third floor to go check the trash bag. When I get there and open it up my heart jumps almost out of my chest. The worries I'm feeling are through the roof what if my sisters body is in there. I finally get to the trash bag and take a deep breath. My hands align with the yellow trash bag ties slowly and as I open it I hear a car skrrt behind me and when I go to turn around a bullet goes into my leg making me drop to the cement floor blood spewing from the wound, tears falling from my eyes involuntarily. At that moment I felt lifeless, hopeless, and left for dead.

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