F*ck...

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I was breathing heavy, I got  up to leave but then i heard a scream.

"NO!" it was a womans voice. 

I walked up to the entrance door to see a woman in her early 30's looking at Sanchez body through the glass.

"It sucks to see someone you love dead huh?" i asked her.

She turned around quickly, i guess i scared her.

"Who are you?"she asked.

" You know Sanchez asked the same question. I'm surprised he didn't remember me." i said.

"That doesn't answer my question you bastard." she yelled.

"Someone's feisty aren't they?" i giggled.

"Does the name Michael Rodriguez ring a bell to you?" i asked her.

"Why? Did you kill him too?" she asked with sarcasm.

"No, he did" i pointed to sanchez body that was floating in the water.

"And i didn't kill Sanchez , the sharks did." i said.

"You might wanna tell that to the cops." she said.

"And why is that?" she said.

"Look behind you." she said. I turned around to see atleast 20 cops standing in front of me. Guns up and everything.

"Fuck" i mumbled.

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