"This chase, these sins, mean nothing without you!", I say, with tears welling up in my eyes.
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Elis Lynn and Neil Harper have been partners in crime ever since their childhood was turned upside down due to some horrifying events. They run a...
The sound of the gunshot echoed, ears still ringing from it. Your heart gets accustomed to the sudden noise after a while. A pool of blood now encircled the man.
I saw life slowly leave his body through his half-open eyes. I move closer to the body.
"I'll take care of this" I assure Neil while tossing the keys to a room. "You go get the bags from the car".
Neil takes my bag and walks to the car.
Now all I have to do is find a good place for this man.
I tiptoe to his feet, try not to get any blood on my shoes. Grabbing his legs, I try to drag his body, to the room he entered from. Looks more like a storage place.
A deserted motel is a perfect place to hide bodies.
"Argh if only this man wasn't this heavy" his body now leaving a trail of blood as I move it. I cover the body with a carpet that was stained in blood earlier.
"There you go, sir". I lock the storage room. Turning off the lights so we don't attract any attention.
I leave the reception. Neil had taken the money bags to the room.
Motel room 6
I knock the door. "Come In", he mutters.
"Looks like I chose the best room", I say pushing him aside as I check out the place. "It isn't half bad as I expected", he praised.
It was big enough for two beds. No flashy decor. A chair and a small table.
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Neil locks the door, closes the blinds, falls on the bed and shuts his eyes.
I swiftly walk to the small bathroom. I felt nauseous. Flashes of the blood and the smell of it still fresh in my memory. Falling to my knees I puke in the toilet.
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Its been so long, how am I not used to it even now?
I press the flush, as I move to wash the blood marks from my hands. Scrubbing my hands clean, digging through my nails for any residue. I splash some water on my face.
I stand there for a minute more. Looking at myself in the mirror, the water dripping like tears from my cheeks.
Neil had switched on the old television in the room. I could hear the muffled sound of it in here. I wipe myself with a towel, taking a deep breath, I walk back out.
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Author's Note:
I am sorryyyyy for a short chapter. I'll try to get more content in the next one.
So I have decided to release 2 chapters a week.
*** New chapter on Thursday ***
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