He thought it was just spilled wet ink he felt. He thought he had committed the perfect murder. He thought it looked like she fell on her own letter opener. He thought leaving her body slumped on the desk would be believable. He thought he was through with her finally and forever.
He didn’t think she already informed her brother of the meeting. He didn’t think she was expecting a volatile argument. He didn’t think she would set up a video camera. He didn’t think it was not wet ink, but blood. He didn’t think she was still breathing.
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The Bag Lady 
Wow, it’s got a very nice feel to it. Liked it a lot.
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I think I like this. The repetition is effective for the tale.
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Thanks.
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Wow. Looks like he still has some thinking to do! Nice one.
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Oh, a clever set up for a chilling murder scene, Rugby!
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