Chapter 23

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In comes a guy in a blue uniform, holding a colt king cobra. The man was tall. About 6.5. He had long hair
And nearly white skin. He had an eyepatch and one eye that was bright red. He had a mustache and a beard growing.
"Nick." Said the cop. At least I assumed he was.
"Who are you?"
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My father. Had he really just done that? He did. He shot and killed hunter. He left the only place he felt safe to save me. I am looking at my father. Who I thought was a broken man. Who I thought would never leave his house. Who I would never see again. I am looking at him. He is looking back. This is actually happening.
"I love you son."

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