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Last published Fri, Dec 2, 2016
Hi. My name is Samantha Elizabeth Taylor, but you can call me Sam. I'm a wanted criminal, but don't let that bug you! I'm not dangerous (to you anyways...)! I wouldn't leave yet, this story is good. Leave and you'll regret it, promise.
You're still here? Good. This is all started with me getting home from work, a normal day, right? No. Someone had broken into my house and demanded I go with them. Obviously I refused, but they had a tranquilizer (as if you didn't see that coming).
(The picture isn't mine, I will change it if asked. I'm going to make my own soon.)
So all of a sudden I find myself stuck finding a psychopath who has an obsession with me for the military with my accomplice Cole because of blackmail.
Curious as to what happens when the military hires two con-artists to find a serial killer? You'll have to continue reading.
Side-note; this could get a bit gory.
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