THE VICTIM-You killed her! You killed her! -the girl shouted at me.-No, wait," I wanted to get closer, but she instinctively backed away. She was afraid of me, it was obvious. And it didn't look good to me at all.Damn it.-You're a killer!God, those words hurt. But they wouldn't affect me because I hadn't done anything. It had all been a mix-up. A trap. Who the fuck could have done this to me?-Listen to me, I came here and found this," I dropped the hammer so she could see I was unarmed. But the girl kept backing away until her back hit a bush.-I'll call the police," she says, pulling out her cell phone.-No, don't do that," I begged. I was sure there was an explanation for all this. But as I said, it didn't look good to me. First of all, he was wearing the victim's clothes and had touched the murder weapon as well: the hammer.-I'll call the police," she repeats, holding her cell phone to her ear.Great, now I would end up in jail.-Wait, I... -But something happened: in the bl
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