In My Darkness: La Chatte Noire
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The authorities always spin the story so the person who did the actual killing is on the bad end of the argument, she's noticed that. They never even stop to wonder whether or not the person who did the killing was, oh... trying to save their own life, perhaps?
She doesn't understand why they always make her out to be the bad guy. Yes, she's stolen a few things, and yes, she's killed a few people, but she always had a reason. The people she's killed are worse than she is. La Chatte Noire never kills without reasoning, without justice. Unfortunately, the authorities don't like vigilantes so much, and her reputation of thieving precedes her.
But for some reason she doesn't understand, he doesn't care.
Book One in the In My Darkness series. A Phantom of the Opera fiction.
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