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A New War On The Horizon
It did not take very long, and Isabella was back home. Now to say that she is not raging mad would be a lie, but right now, I have never seen anyone that is more afraid. At least all the Police Officers and Forensics have left. That is one sight that I do not wish for her to see, but there is the very grim reminder where a bullet did penetrate a wall in the kitchen.
But she has not seen that yet, for we are sitting in the lounge trying to figure out where do we go from here. I honestly am in two minds, I want her with me, but I know it is far too dangerous. Right now, our lives are all about unpredictability; I don't know what is going to happen next, but at the lengths whoever is behind this has gone, I can certainly say that the next hit will be far more serious than this one.
That is not even I thought I wish to think of, to think that somewhere out there somebody wants me dead. God, I must have fucked somebody seriously off, but that is beside the point.
So
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