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Airtight
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Ongoing, First published Jul 27, 2014
Are you a suspect in a crime? Assault, robbery, rape, or even murder. Wouldn’t it be nice if the cops had no way to pin it on you? Have you already thought of everything else? You left no fingerprints, no traces of DNA; you’re forgetting one key detail though. Where were you last whatever-day between the hours of not likely?.... And you’re busted! That ‘I was home alone sleeping’ line just isn’t working for you. Well for the right price you might have been at the bar with me that night. Or maybe we were watching the fight in my apartment. Remember it was so loud my neighbors complained. Anyone can give you an alibi but only I can give you an airtight one. So if you find yourself in a sticky situation, need someone to confirm that you wasn’t where you really were. Then call me, Sebastian Monroe and I will be your alibi.
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why won't they believe me? they feel i don't know what i'm saying but i do, why don't they see that? three murders, three culprits and one suspect... i keep screaming who the culprits are but all fingers are pointing to me saying am the suspect, why? are my saying the truth or are their own words the truth? did i really kill both my mum and my baby brother?