I was sitting alone in the cafe, off in a distant corner, away from curious eyes. Plus I had my back to a wall so no one could sneak up on me, and an emergency exit nearby. I think I'm getting paranoid... I picked at my rice with a tired look on my face.
I looked up and saw the girl from the night before walking in my direction. s**t! I kept a cool pose though, as she sat down and didn't say a word as she started to eat. There was a long silence.
"Uh-," I started to speak but she cut me off.
"I know who you are, let's cut to the chase," she demanded. I thought for a second. This could get hairy....but let's see if I can turn this to my advantage....
"You know my identity and what I do. Either join me, or I will kill you, and next time, I won't hesitate," I stated bluntly. She went into thought for a second.
"Joining a life of randomly killing people for no inherent reason? Making tons of money, and getting awesome illegal items in the process? Hell yes I'm in!!!" she exclaimed. ......I like this girl.
"Meet me on Browning roof tonight at midnight," and I got up and walked off slowly. This turned out for the better, rather than just killing her. But it was strange, she seemed so serene, so peaceful last night, but now she was being a total bad-a**.
A perfect persona for my partner in crime.
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The Demented Mind of a Serial Killer
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