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Aro
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emmabirk
Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2015
bloodciaconfusionfictionfunnygunshatredjusticekillerlovemurdermurderermysteryrandomserialsuspenseteamteenterroristthriller
Some may look at it like murder, and some justice. Like me. It started 10 years ago, ever since it happened. It was my fault. I let her down, this is me making it up to her, in a way. Another part of me, a sick and dark side, loves my line of work. I enjoy it. But, that may all change, life ain't easy, especially my life. They, however, thought that it wasn't hard enough and thought that they should step in. Things just got a bit more complicated...
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