“The house over there!” screamed Jane, her finger pointing to the silent home across the road from mine. I could feel my hands beginning to tremble and my brain felt as if it was buzzing like a bee.
There was a small window in the attic of the house opposite, and from a certain angle, it could seem possible that a gunshot could reach my room. This could be a strong possibility and we agreed to get some sleep and start investigating tomorrow.
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Bullet Proof
القصة القصيرةEric gets shot, and with the help of his newly found partner, Jane, they have to find out who it was and why they did it.
