The devil has bangs

The Devil Has Been Duped

Dear Readers or Accomplices, 

Something interesting has happened. I've been found out. But I am not running. For this job, I'll be dressing as a man. First things first. A wig.

I grab a clients wig and cut it to pieces. This might set me back but I'm pressed for time and need a mens wig for tonight. Well it could have been tied up into a man bun.. too late. Dammit. 

Fitting on the piece, from every angle it looks perfect. A straightened, blond, bowl cut. I look like the perfect subby so this should work great. 

Garry is so happy I'm staying an extra day he let me stay for free. Meaning, I can afford one more therapy session.

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"College student found dead after house party.." I press up on the volume and take another breakfast bite. ".. Police collected evidence of a date rape drug on the victim" Victim Ha.. "Still determining whether the murder was self defense. More to come" When this all started, I realized that framing the victims could help slow down the investigations, making it easier for me to get away. 

Something I haven't told you is how I got the drugs. Billy was a former friend from before Abby. We had shared a few foster homes together. He was also a drug dealer. When I found out he supplied Ketamine, I bought out his stash. Then.. killed him for having it.  Believe me, I didn't want to do that. Losing Abby was hard enough. And while killing him doesn't stop pervs from being sickos, hopefully it slowed them down to.. That was one of the harder parts of my job.

"So glad we could see each other one last time before you leave"

Claire sits across from me with a friendly smile. There, I said it. 

"Thanks for meeting with me. It's kind of a big day" I get comfy on her cushy blue couch I missed so much. 

"How's that?" She says sipping her tea. Makes it feel like we are actually friends. 

"I'm helping one of my victims who was falsely accused if you remember" I say professionally.

"That's great news"

"I have to disguise myself as a man however. I'm used to going under cover but I've never done it like this before" 

"Why doesn't a male colleague do this?"

"Well, my job doesn't know I'm doing this.. My friend was unable to get justice the traditional way. So I'm the only one who can"

"You're.. going rogue?" 

What about that ship? 

"That sounds illegal" 

Do I really need to spell it out? "You would understand if you knew what he did. This guy we are tracking was an abuser for years until sexual assault was the final straw"

"Then he also sounds strong. It could be dangerous" She pushes. 

"It's always dangerous" I snap. 

She stays calm "If you are going this deep, that's when you know it's getting out of control. I know you want to protect your sister but your throwing yourself away if you get caught"

Ugg, I didn't need a lecture today. 

"And she wouldn't want that for you"

Her eyes are like a mothers. Concerned. Exhausted. No wonder she doesn't have her license yet.