A psychopath's obsession
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Three hard knocks were administered to my brown oak door as I was making my way back to my very inviting California King bed bringing a scowl to my face.Who in their right mind would be knocking at someone's door at one o'clock in the morning?I could feel the Glock in the waistband of my sleeping shorts just waiting to be used.
I pulled it out then walked towards the door whilst checking my surveillance cameras on my phone. When I saw who it was I ran to the door.I unlocked it catching a nearly unconscious Peter.
",Hey baby" he said trying to pretend everything was fine.
"Oh my God Peter!
"I don't feel so good" with that he blacked out in my arms drenching me with his blood.
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