This is a write up for a book that I have been working on.... mind you that its still work in progress
Free as a Bird.....
These were the words that were echoing in jims head as he was driving away from route 22.... his white shirt smeared in blood and his round chubby face bearing deep scratches..... after months of controlling himself he had finally hit boiling point.... he couldnt continue on being treated the way samantha used to treat him, and now that he had a new love in his life, someone who actually cared for him... he didnt really need her... now the only problem was just keeping his cool.... sure there were going to be cops all over the place and who could blame them its not every day that a rich socialite is brutally raped and murdered... heck he had done her more than 100 times but this time he was in control.... and something told jim that life was going to be much sweeter now that the bitch was off his case..... he could just picture himself crying over her coffin... in a black armani suit.... black always did bring out his eyes....
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