Agent May
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Dave: "(barely audible) Haven't you done enough."
Linda scoffed. "Enough? You took turns in raping me after lying that I could save her. So no I haven't done enough. I'm still going to kill every cat and dog that you fucking idiots own. I'm going to destroy your name until it becomes nothing. I'm just getting started honey." She stood up and and walked over to Panashe.
Linda: "Let me put you out of your misery. No hard feelings okay." With that said she slit her throat. Blood gushed out some splashing on her clothes and skin.
Dave: "No!!!"
He screamed sobbing painfully as Panashe gagged holding her throat until she took her last breath falling to the ground. They say men don't cry, but this was his breaking point. How cruel can one be.
Melinda May, a 22-year-old CID agent dedicated to protecting abused girls. Her tough exterior hides a deep scars from her own painful past. When she meets someone who challenges her to open up, she must confront the walls she's built around her heart. As she grapples with the true meaning of love, ghosts from her past return to wreak havoc on her life. Will Melinda overcome her trauma and let someone in, or will her past define her future?
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