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38-troubled
Rodion Kostantin
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Fuck!
I drew a handkerchief and swabbed the disgusting blood off my left jaw line. The human being could have at least squirted the information I needed rather than his stupid blood.
He was perched on the seat with an open throat where my knife was still stuck. His eyes were both sagging loose from their sockets and his whole self was covered with his own blood.
He looked worse than anyone I had ever murdered before. The sight though didn't satisfy the cravings in me. It always did, but this time, it was not working.
I pulled out the knife which led to more blood streaming. I wiped the knife as well. I then threw the handkerchief on his face before walking out.
I had signalled two men who were with me to set the place on fire and that was fulfilled within a few m
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