I got your call while at a dinner party for the rich and dirty. When I saw your name pop up on my screen, my breath hitches, but I was unsure why. I suppose I did find you fascinating. Where I was darkness, you were light. Bright, witty, mature yet innocent. I pick up, and I hear your voice. Void of the usual cheerfulness, even toned and calm. You ask if I'm busy, which for you, I never am. You explain where you are and send the motel address. 15 minutes later, I arrive. Where's the body...?
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