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Murder Over Love

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Zariah mom was on really bad drugs. One day her mom didnt have any money to get some, so she gave her daughter up to get some. He r***d her and her mom died from the drugs. Zariah was so angry, she started a business out of it. Families would hire her to find people that they know and love. Most of the guys or females she found were serial killers, nasty rapists or people that the police have been looking for. But when she found the guy who r***d she found out more information on him then what she expected. What would she do with the information she found? Will she kill him or do something much worse?

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1. Trey Sims “It’s over here Mr. Sims. We got another body.” My partner says standing by the scene. This one looks alot different then the others we have been getting. This one has a different tattoo and alot more gruesome. But I still think this could be connected to the last 2 we found a month ago. We have been trying to solve this case of a serial killer in our town. Usually he …. or maybe she, (but I doubt it’s a she) won’t kill for several months. When we have found these bodies in our little town it's always someone that is a r****t, we have been looking for or a person that has been on the run for killing a child. Whoever this person is, they are leaving evidence of what the person has done. An officer walks over to the scene to put more tape around the area and starts dry heaving. “Oh no, no, no, not on the scene. What the hell is wrong with you?” My partner said while moving him away from the scene. Another officer came and took him away, while aplogogizing to him. While I was observing the scene, my partner was taking care of that situation. I saw something in his mouth. I couldnt quite tell at first til I got a little closer. “What the f**k” I said tripping over a tree stem and fell down the hill. I hit two trees, the first one I hit my arm on and the second one I hit my back on. Good thing the second one stopped me. I could have rolled a little more down the hill and hurt myself worse. “TREY!!!” My partner yelled, running down the hill to get me with the two of our medics that were on the scene. “Damn Trey, you good. What happened?” He said having the medics check me out. I pushed them away. “I am good, I am good.” “Let them at least check you. You did fall down the damn hill shit.” He said while trying to help me up. “Mutherfucker I said I am good. DAMN, s**t… Tom….” I stood there thinking about what I just saw. Just thinking about the victim. And what did he do so bad to get that done to him. “Trey?” He looked at me and looked back at the medic. He gave the look to the medics to leave. “What happened? You said my name then you zoned out. What’s going on?” “Mannnnn, His d**k is in his mouth.” I said still shocked as f**k. “What the f**k” He pushed away from me. “Hey man, you almost made me f*****g fall again.” “Damn, I am sorry. But, What the f**k?” “I said the same thing.” My boss came to the scene raising hell. Seeing when we are going to solve this case. Ten minutes later after all that screaming at us. An officer comes over and whispers to me they have another one. A. f*****g. nother. one, WHAT THE ENTIRE f**k is going on today. “Let’s go.” I said tapping Tom’s shoulder. “Where the f**k are you going?” My boss said walking towards our car. “We gotta go.” Tom said, hopping in on the passenger side. I wasn’t saying s**t to him anymore. I dont have time for this s**t today. 2. Zariah Miles Walking around my penthouse in my t-shirt and pretty hot pink scalloped lace panties (one of my favorite colors), while eating my favorite cereal. Turning on the TV to the news. “Looks like right behind me is another crime scene. I think they have found a body. That would be the third body they have found in two months…..” I can’t stop laughing. “Some crazy s**t, isn’t it John?” Sicking my tongue out at the TV, like they can see me. “Oh, here comes a detective now. Sir, Sir, was there a body found today.” One of the reports said “Sorry no comment at this moment. We have to go.” The guy ran to his car. And he zoomed off. I went to the kitchen to wash my dishes in the sink. Now it's time to get my day started. I pulled up to my computer to start my work. I am a cybersecurity specialist. I have alot of work to do today. I booked too many clients to my list. While I am trying to work, the news reporter comes across the screen again. “We think they have found another body. That would be four bodies in two months. We might have a true serial killer on our hands” I turned around so fast to look at the TV. I think I almost broke my neck. My phone starts blowing up. I turned off the TV and looked at my phone to see who was calling. It’s my best friend Ciera and my new boy toy (I love to play with) texting me. I couldn’t help but smile when he is texting me. But sometimes I decide not to text him back just to get him upset. It’s so sexy when he gets a little upset. The little vein in his neck pops out and his muscles pop out more. He gets so mad that he pops up at places thinks I’ll be at, but I am never there. I think it’s cute and satisfying, cause when beats this p***y up, it’s like he trying to commit suicide all over me. So instead of answering his text I kept texting my frend. Thirty minutes later my phone started ringing. “Hello” I say real sexy. “Oh nah, don’t try to do that sexy voice why didn’t you answer my text?” He said all mad. I could hear his car burning rubber. It sounded like he was doing donuts in one spot. “I was doing my work.” I chuckled “You still can pick up the phone and answer your text. Especially my phone calls and texts. You do this s**t on purpose. You want me to pop up at your spot and murder that p***y. I just left my job to find yo ass.” He said. I was holding my laughter in so bad, but I slipped up and let out a little chuckle. “This s**t aint funny!! You better be at my house in 40 minutes. Wear my favorite color too. I am gunna finish up at work. You better be there or you know what's gunna happen. s**t. 40 MINUTES!!” He hung up the phone. Well damn, now I am really gunna be walking funny the next day. s**t I am gunna really be in trouble. Damn I say to myself. My phone started ringing again. Couldnt even put my phone down. “What CC?” I answered on the third ring. “Damn b***h, what you doin!!! Why you answer the phone so late?” “Girl, you know I was on the phone with him.” I chuckled “Big Daddy Kane or Big d**k Kaneeeeeee?!!!!!!!!” She screamed all in my ear. “b***h, that's my ear. But Big d**k Kane. You know I got rid of Big Daddy Kane.” “Oooohhhh, you must like him. You never give up Big Daddy Kane. He was the money maker. He was like our sponsor for our work.” “I know, but Big d**k Kane needs all my attention.” “Damn, now I need to call up Big Daddy Kane to get some money.” “No, I have everything saved up. He was giving us extra under the table. Plus I set him up with Keisha and I still get some for her services under the table.” “b***h, why Keisha, you know she gunna bleed him dry.” “Not my problem, I gotta go. We will talk more business at the drop tonight.” “Ok b***h, remember, Paper over Dick.” “Paper over Dick.” I hung up the phone, heading straight to my closet. Got my duffle bag from under some totes. Moved over some clothes I had hung up in the back and said “Paper over d**k, Big Z.” A patch in the wall opened up, I put my index finger on it, the wall opened up like two sliding doors. I walked in the room. It is big, like a two bedroom apartment. Soon as you walked in there were two walls from opposite sides that were full of guns, other huge weapons, and different color wigs. I went over to the wall that had my wigs first. I picked up the wig with Red Highlights with body waves. I picked up one of my black duffle bags and filled it up with all my favorite weapons. “Close doors please” I said after walking out. I picked out the sexiest outfit I had in red, that huged all my bbw curves. My man said he loves my ass (even though I dont have an ass but he thinks so) and big ass titties. I picked up my pink duffle bag and put somemore clothes in it to put on after I leave my man's house. After I get my clothes on I get a phone call again. I never get a moment of peace. “Hello” “Meet me at the spot tonight. Same time.” “Ok, I got ya” I hung up the phone, picked all my stuff and headed out the door.

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