Scorned
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Last published Fri, Mar 9, 2018
Shaw Miller stood over the lifeless body. It was Doyle Haggard's time to meet his maker. He deserved it for the life he lived as a hitman; and for planning for Shaw to take the fall in his assassination of Alana Graves. Now here he stood, Doyle dead at his feet, and Alana unresponsive; passed out cold. He cracked his knuckles. Time to get to work.
He lifted Alana over his shoulder. Damn, he thought. He didn't realize she would be so light. She needed to eat more.
Purposefully stepping in Doyle's blood, he tracked his way out her back door. Shaw rushed to an impounded car he took. It was an old Nissan and it wasn't much to look at, but that was the point. He carefully slid her into the back seat then rounded to the back to open the trunk. He took out a pair of flexicuffs and duct tape. Shaw placed the tape over her mouth and around her ankles and he tightened the cuffs around her small wrists.
As he stepped back to close the door he caught sight of blood spatters on her face. She would freak out enough that she had been abducted, so Shaw took a bandanna and a bottle of water from the trunk and washed off her face.
His phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket to see the caller ID. Blocked. "You're too late, Suarez." He answered. "Haggard's dead."
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