The Night we met

The Night we met

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"It was too quiet. One of those evenings when the air seems to still that it almost sticks to you like a glove. Barry hated them. They never led to anything good. Of course, being a professional killer was certainly not the dream of his lifetime, but it was one of those few things he could call himself good at." Barry Berkman was the best at his job. or at leat he tought so, until he met a misterius woman
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"he's everywhere, bill. i don't know what to do, i feel insane!" i about cry, but he grabs me. "i'm so s-sorry i lead us i-into this mess. i-i'll get us out, s.j-j." bill says. "we shouldn't have used that fucking ouija board." he was always protective of her she tended to get hurt quite a bit he wanted to make sure she was okay and she wanted to stop seeing him

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