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Fortunately for me, Gray lives on the outskirts of the city, and the route between her house and the grocery store is nothing but a two-lane road with only one four-way stop in between I take the road at nearly sixty-five in a forty-five-h the intersection in the history of mankind, and pull up in her driveway in under five minutes

The front door is open andis definitely wrong My heart slams inside my chest as I quickly pull out my phone and dial 911 When the dispatcher coht and to the point "This is Ryker Evans I need to report a break-in in progress at 3706 Carriage Lane I’ the line open so you know this isn’t a joke I’ inside, so let the police know that"

I hear her say, "Sir, please don’t--" but the voice recedes as I lay the phone on the hood ofup to the porch, I creep up the steps silently, listening to any sounds that can helpon When I look down, I see several drops of blood and I actually go dizzy for a moment because I know in my heart that it’s Gray’s My adrenaline spikes and I throw out any caution I was operating on, barreling into the house I hear Gray io fuck yourself"

Murderous rage takes e

I seem to fly on the wind and I’m at her bedroom door almost instantaneously I take the scene in and it fuelsher forear up at Claude who stands above her

With a knife

His belt and top pants button undone

I never even stop ht at Claude He hearshis body My left hand claht wrist to secure the knife and I steamroll him backward Never in my life have I been filled with such power It’s alh butter it’s so easy to ht into Gray’s bedroom wall, where he hits it so hard the plaster cracks

Not hard enough inhis wrist now pinned to the wall, I bring ht below his sternu I pull ht to his throat I’asps for air, and I’rasp as he sags to the floor I let hio and watch as his hands scrabble at his throat, as if that’s going to help give hioes to his knees, one hand on the floor, the other at his throat while he tries to suck air in He still has good color in his face, which en, which just won’t do at all

Not at all

I drawcrunch If I’ and he’ll suffocate in no tirunts, flips over onto his back, and his eyes roll into the back of his head His chest moves shallohich is tooback for another kick