Anna:
“I am on my way, don’t panic. Okay?” Clara is the type of woman who won’t ask what happened over the phone. My hands are still trembling as I drop my now bloodied phone into my pocket, I can’t risk getting a stain of blood anywhere.
I look at Kevin’s bloodied body on the floor and grimace, thinking how Clara will react, I shouldn’t worry, she’s dumb. Easy to fool. The rain is splashing outside more heavily now, the rumble of a thunder resounding nearby.
It doesn’t take twenty minutes before I hear the pulling up of a car, rushing towards the window, I pull open the curtains and through the hazy rain, I see Clara paying the Uber driver, wearing nothing but a faint shirt now soaked with rain water. Poor girl had to rush all the way here without even thinking.
The doorbell rings.
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