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A Game Of Say And Tell
We have just made entry into the home, but after searching every single room, there is no sight of Isabella. In fact, there is no sight from any living soul. This does not sit right by me; why would he leave his home completely unattended. Well, the man is a fucking idiot; I would not really put it past him. But this is the same fucking idiot that has Isabella, and we have now established that she is not here.
Ya, count your words before you speak.
Next, there is a scuffle that comes from behind, and a terrifying voice mumbles something that sounds like, "Drop your fucking guns."
Well, that ain't happening today.
In an inch of a second, I spin on my heels and face the fuck that has now got his gun in my face. Does he now truly think that he is intimidating me? I guess we are about to have a little show-off,
But wait…
"What the fuck?" My jaw drops to the floor as I stare at the man that I am laying my eyes upon. "Matthews, what the fuc
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