Half-Monster
I'm a neanderthal as I shove my hands into a jar of peanut butter and slush it down my throat.
He slides the file over to me, and I read the name Heather Brooks. Her details immediately intrigue me. She’s a small girl at 5'4, 110 pounds. She’s wanted for charges including grand larceny and murder. She carries no weapons, and she doesn’t have a list of possible contacts.
“Hey, you guys back already?” Camille pokes her head in, her brown hair falling clumsily across her forehead as I’m finishing the file. She looks nervous about something, maybe her first kill.
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