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Chaos

DRAKE’S POV

There are so many things I hate so much and one of them is not getting the job done.

If that sorry excuse of a serial killer did his job right, my life would have been a lot more easier.

I would not have to deal with some overzealous bimbo.

I felt like I needed to pace back and forth, but even my legs are not cooperating with my brain and it just gets more and more annoying by the second.

I run a hand through my hair for the umpteenth time today, clenching my fists repeatedly in a bid to rein in my anger.

Matthew bursts into my office and I let out a relieved sigh

“You’re late” I remark as he takes his seat

“Had a meeting. But scrap that, what the hell happened? How did you end up on that?” He asks looking across the table and I run my hand through my hair.

“I don’t know, I got a call from Code 4 about handling the whole Andy situation and that’s like the last I remember, I woke few days later on a hospital, paralyzed from my neck down” I explain and he does a double take.
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