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Police Case

Author: Ms. Chiamaka
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Clint

I woke up the next morning with a heavy feeling in my chest and a strange, hollow quiet that became louder with each passing second. The city sounded different, but then again, it always did. But this time was different. I could feel it in the air.

I had barely poured water into a cup when my phone suddenly started buzzing nonstop. By the time I finally picked it up, there were three missed calls and two texts. I didn’t have to guess what happened. I already knew. I had known the minute I walked out of that alley with Rafe’s phone in my pocket and his blood forming a pool behind me, that this was going to happen.

But knowing something was coming didn’t make hearing it any easier.

“Clint,” one message read, “they found someone dead near Westbridge Park. Call me ASAP.”

I didn’t need to; I knew exactly who was responsible, and I could not even get over that myself yet. Rafe was gone, and someone somewhere had finally stumbled upon his lifeless body.

By midday, the news hit the st
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