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Clack.
Click.
Clack.
I reached my car’s trunk and lifted it. I replaced my Dior pumps for socks. I slid into a pair of Chanel trainers. Over my Dior jeans and top, I slid into the white suit. For years, I’d suffered underneath the hideous fabric. However, with Rugger’s help, I designed an indestructible prototype that snatched mywaste and kept me protected as the Hazmat suit was intended for.
After sliding into my car, I adjusted the settings on my GPS and typed in the address I’d discovered not long ago. Silence greeted me and kept my heart light as I took the winding road to the main road and then the main road to the highway.
Off the highway.
Down the quiet residential streets.
Pass the well-populated neighborhood into the outskirts.
And, finally, into the secluded driveway of the small home.
It was a mere two thousand square feet. Still, it was gorgeous. Ranch-style. Surrounded by just as much land as the last home. Horse barns were to the far left of the property. Fences covered it completely, helping maintain privacy.
I exited my vehicle with my tool bag in my hand, and slid into the plastic shoe covers. As I stepped onto the porch, I placed the final piece of the suit on my body, securing it around my neck.
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I entered the dark residence. There wasn’t a light on in the home. I didn’t need one.
Slowly, I lowered my toolbag. It hit the floor with a small thud. I slid my hand down the side and retrieved my light.
My very special light.
My favorite light.
The light that helped reveal mess beyond the naked eye.
I pressed the button on the side, prayerful the mess was contained. My heart sank into my Chanel trainers at the sight of blue.
Anywhere.
Everywhere.
I placed a hand on my chest as I took two steps backward. Anthony’s blood covered every surface in the home. Josiah hadn’t spared him.
Not once.
Not a little.
Not at all.
“Holy shit.”
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My patience was thin. Not because I hardly had any, but because I was in need of the person I was waiting for. There wasn’t much I anticipated in life, but I anticipated her visits. I hated to bring her into such an execrable place. It was my only regret in the entire ordeal.
Still, I waited for her to illuminate my darkness each visit. This one wasn’t different from our other encounters. Only this time, I was the first in the conference room, awaiting her arrival.
Bzzzzt.
The familiar sound brought me to my feet. I stood, anxious for the moment her pretty face appeared behind the germ infested door.
