Chasing You
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The smell of bleach has always been familiar to me. Since childhood, that's all I'd smell in the morning along with loud music thanks to my Latin mother may she rest in misery.
As I scrub the last bit of blood off, I sigh in relief. Cleaning the crime scene has always been so therapeutic to me. Although the act of the murder is where the real art lies. The clean up really makes you admire your own work and that's what I did for the past hour and a half.
Bernie wasn't going to survive very long anyways. Creepy boss whim lured girls into his basement and forced them to be intimate in exchange for a promotion was getting far until he decided to make me his target. Although, killing your boss is not the wisest thing to do. You can get away with it under an alias.
I'd have to admit.
Being a serial killer has its perks.
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