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The Return of the Murderman, P.4

“Detective….Detective Marshall…..earth to Mars…..Sarah you in there??â€? She was pulled out of her thoughts by the man who had been sitting next to her, he was now standing in front of her holding her shoulders and staring into her eyes. “Huh….what…oh sorry Shane, I was just….,â€? she
began. “I know, but Sarah, honestly if you want this case, I mean if you want to get him back in jail, you have to let go of the past.â€? Shane sat down next to her again and turned toward her, his chair squeaking at the weight shifting. “I know,.....I’m sorry!â€? She said letting her emerald eyes
meet his own grey/blue eyes. “It’s ok, and I know your sorry,â€? he leaned over and let his lips brush her forehead. She leaned into him her pale fingers gripping his shirt. “It’ll be ok this time, I promise I won’t let him get you, not again.â€? Tears burned the backs of her eyes as she heard him say this, it was like what her father had said when he found out she was being stalked by the same man he needed to catch.

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