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complaining… I definitely wouldn’t mind going out with this cute cop, and maybe doing more than just going out.
     
    “So I can call you if I have any more questions,” Officer O’Leary said quickly, with a grin. “Just so you don’t get the wrong idea.”
     
    I must have visibly deflated at that moment, my shoulders slumping. I even felt like my cleavage shrunk into my chest.
     
    I gave him my number and he started out, back into the parking lot and toward his fat partner.
     
    I watched his tight, toned ass in his perfectly tailored pants walk away from me and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment.
     
    “Oh… One more thing,” Officer O’Leary said, turning around and approaching my counter again. “What are you doing Friday night?”
     
    My eyes widened. There was no way this could be official business.
     
    “Um, nothing. Nothing that I have planned, I mean. I mean, I don’t have plans,” I sputtered nervously, unable to meet his eyes.
     
    “Good. I’ll take you out for a drink. If that’s okay with you.”
     
    Oh, boy… Was it ever!
     
    “I’ll give you a call,” he said with a wink. “I’ve got your number now, after all.”
     

 
    Passion
     
    I got the rest of the day off work… For obvious reasons. As I took the bus home, I found myself reflecting on the events of the day.
     
    I was certainly excited for my date with O’Leary but even more than that, I wondered where Crow was… What was he up to now? Had they caught him by now? I was positive they hadn’t. After all, I had given him plenty of time to get away and he even took off up the exit ramp, a fact which I neglected to tell the cops.
     
    But… My god, was he an ass. I found myself blushing and trying to cover myself up on the bus, my bra practically exposed by the torn buttons on my shirt. This was one of my favorite Henleys, too!
     
    When I got home, I found my apartment empty.
     
    My roommates were both students at the local community college and balanced part-time jobs with school. They kept encouraging me to enroll in classes and I kept putting it off, saying I would do it next semester, and then the semester after that, and then the semester after that.
     
    I set down my purse and went into my tiny bedroom. As I took off my shirt, I heard a click. The closet door opening. Another click. The door to my bedroom closing.
     
    I spun around, already knowing who would be there. Crow.
     
    “Don’t scream,” he warned. His switch blade was ready.
     
    “What do you want?”
     
    “I just wanted to make sure you didn’t tell the pigs anything that could get me in trouble.”
     
    I shook my head. “No. Nothing. I didn’t even tell them which way you went.”
     
    “Are you sure? Because they put out an all points bulletin for me an hour ago. How did they get my name? My real name?”
     
    Tears came to my eyes.
     
    “You paid with a credit card. They checked our sales records.”
     
    Crow scowled, throwing his hands down.
     
    “Fuck. I have to get out of the fucking state. I was really starting to like California.”
     
    “I… I’m sorry. I know why that man had to die.”
     
    Crow glanced at me.
     
    “What do you know about him?”
     
    “The cops said he was a child pornographer or something. Something bad. That they couldn’t pin anything on him. They didn’t seem particularly upset that you killed him.”
     
    Crow sighed and sat down on the bed.
     
    “That fucker made me sick the moment I saw him. Then we found out from his girlfriend that he was messing around with her daughter. Girl’s only nine years old. I enjoyed killing his sorry ass.”
     
    He glanced up at me.
     
    “Sorry. That’s probably more information than you needed. I’ll go now. Don’t mention this to the police. You understand.”
     
    “No, wait…” I whispered, grabbing him by the sleeve of his jacket and pulling him close. “I… My uncle did something like that to me when I was little. Thank

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