Steve's hands shook as he looked for a pulse. There was none; the woman who a moment before had been full of life now lay still under him, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.No, no, no, no," he whispered anxiously and got off the bed. "Get up! Please get up!"He shook her by the shoulders, but all that happened was that her head leaned to one side. The handcuffs rattled against the headboard, teasing him.Steve's mind sped up. He was a married man, a father, and a respected businessman. And now... a murderer.Think, Steve, think!He sped up and removed the cuffs from her wrists, his fingers having to fumble with the mechanism. Her arms then dropped loosely to her sides. He checked her pulse once more, putting two fingers on her neck and on her wrist, hoping desperately that he would feel something—anything.Nothing.Oh God, he breathed, stepping back from the bed. Oh God, what have I done?His clothes were spread out over the floor. He put on his clothes quickly, his hands shaki
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