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"There was no sign of a struggle," Genevieve began to read aloud, "Which means that she potentially knew and trusted her attacker. Her footsteps led to a set of tire tracks, which lead to an abandoned car in a copse of trees three miles away from a ranger station. The tracks vanish from there, and the car was cleaned of fingerprints, blood, and any fragment of DNA." A bump startled Genevieve, but she soon relaxed once she realized it was her cat. "Calm down, Idaho," she said, "you're scaring me and not the mouse that's been living underneath the sofa for the past three weeks. It's eating up your cat food, so you can be lazy all you want." Genevieve smiled as she saw Idaho stretch out on the sofa and fall asleep on her back.
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Life was going okay...until I found out I had a stalker. That's when everything changed. ~~~~~ That’s when I heard the fence give way. I bolted for my left and sprinted as fast as I could. The rain burned my eyes and I had no idea where I was going. I was running blindly in a dark alleyway to God knew where. And, somehow, I knew I wouldn’t make it through without being caught. All of a sudden, I felt myself hurtling through the air. I let out a scream when my head made sickeningly painful contact with the slimy ground beneath me. That’s when he caught up with me. That’s when he dragged me to my feet, only eyes visible beneath his black mask. That’s when he whispered, ‘Keep still, and you won’t get hurt.’ Stupidly and feebly, I thrashed in his grip. And that’s when I caught a glimpse of the wet blade that glistened with rain drops, before he pressed it against my throat. Cliche, with a twist. Enjoy :) (It's better than it sounds, I promise!) #166 Mystery/Thriller #230 Romance

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