Rockcity Rapland 7.4

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“What’s going on dad?” Camilla asked.

“Don’t worry about it honey you and your mother just hide up here while I go downstairs,” he said.

Camilla and her mother hide in the closet of her bedroom as her father went downstairs to greet the intruders. Camilla heard arguing but she couldn’t make out what they saying then there were two gunshots and everything went quiet. Her mother started to cry as they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

“Camilla you stay here.” She said.

“No mom, where are you going?” She whispered.

“They will kill you!” She cried.

“No matter what happens don’t you make a sound or come out of this closet.” her mother told her.

“Yes, ma’am.” she cried.

Camilla’s mother quietly stepped out of the closet and closed the door. Camilla could hear her make her way into the hallway.

“Mrs. Aquila there you are.” she heard a man say. “Your husband has taken something very valuable from me do you where it is?” He asked.

“Please.” Her mother begged. “I don’t know anything.” She answered.

“See now I just don’t believe that, Mrs. Aquila!” He screamed.

“No, I swear I have no idea where it is.” She pleaded. Then there was a single gunshot.



Codename: Bonnie and Clyde 7.4

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“Look, Agent Bonnie, I know you guys have history but you two make a good team,” he said calmly. “I don’t want to take you off this case because we’re so close to catching Kimura but I will, so take it or leave it,” he said.


Angelica thought about it for a second. Clyde severely annoyed her but he wasn’t useless like everyone else, he could at least do his job.


“Okay, I’ll take it.” She uttered unhappily.


“Good.” He replied. He pressed the intercom on his desk and said, “Send in agent Clyde.”

I Know Your Type 7.4

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Dawn never wanted to kill him she was a good girl. She was sweet, loyal and faithful but she had an uncontrollable temper. He had just set her off, she told herself it wouldn’t happen again but she knew it would because it kept happening over and over again.


The first time was an accident but then she discovered she liked to kill. She liked hearing their screams for mercy it turned her on. They wanted it, they wanted to die and she wanted to help them. She could spot them a mile away an unfaithful man begging her to end their miserable lives. She liked to see them cry and beg for forgiveness.


She wanted them to pray for it to end and she wanted to be their savior. She wanted to answer their prayers. Amen motherfucker she whispered then she lit a cigarette and walked out of the room into the hotel hallway.