Quiet Kill Short Story

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Quiet Kill And having the best of both worlds, she was happy as a box of fluffy ducks in their small maisonette. The party at the beach went down a storm, it was incredible. They slept through all of it, two hearts beating each to each right to the bitter end. Were anyone to try to roust them from their peaceful slumber, he or she would find the two happy souls were down for the count. These two abundant living love birds were something special, not the typical run of the mill type that had crossed the Rubicon. When you are crossing the Rubicon, you are passing a point of no return. After you do this thing, there is no way of turning around. The only way left is forward. Raven and Sherlock had done the unthinkable; they had made an important
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