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un. George Wong. 53 years old. Corrupt politician who engages in

only room with the light on in the office building. Levante G

he building and used the stairs to George Wong's office on the 6th floor. I ma

frowned a little. "Jenna Deb

d my eyes

not Elizabeth's d

expecting someone, a female to be precise. Maybe another

u?" He fina

turned the safety off

wide open as he lifted

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r my final year of grad school, and he asked me to meet him in his office tonight for the money. Mom said he was an old friend and a good man. But h

first year as well. However she didn't have enough to assist me this time. I was also laid off from my sale

o the office door and it was open. I saw a young man standing and pointing a gun at an o

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s and left the bullets in his chest. I watched him t

pocket. I turned to leave and saw a woman

orah Brown, I assumed. Then

y and tears flowed in her eyes. "Don't sho

e sirens of police c

r my breath and moved p

rooted at

hat are you doing? Let's

n towards me with h

out of the building to the back where I parked my car. I could h

" She said just as

o look at

l keep my mouth shut and you'll never s

n my forehead?" I asked her softly as I subc

at my foreh

get in the car before I blow your

ly as she sat i

seat and quickly started the ignition. I turned to tell her to buckle up just

e and looked

written as t

ung lady, you do not wan

e with a sudden br

hetorical questions???" I asked her harshly and snatched the

fight me off her,

dn't hit a woman. I turned to face the stee

ackseat and turned to see her

did I say???" I

st as the police cars sped in the di