I Will Avenge You
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Last published Thu, Jul 28, 2016
I remember the police coming to my aunt's front door, telling her that my parents were murdered in the set of their new movie. I never knew that that night my whole life would change. Ever since that night, I sought out to find my parents murderer. With the help of my friends at M.O.E. Labs, I may have just cracked the case.
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