Chapter 7

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He couldn"t help himself. He wanted to break out into laughter. Mindless, hysterical laughter. Bubbles of laughter kept trying to escape but, clamping down on his teeth with a fierce determination, he fought to keep them bottled up as he leaned over the wash basin and continued to scrub viciously his hands with a scrubbing brush. The blood… so much blood! How could one cop have so much blood in him? It was all over his hands. All the way up to his elbows. so much bloodBut, but did you see his face? The surprise, the complete surprise, as the knife sliced through his windpipe and jugular vein? It was, it was hilarious! And the stupid kid beside the sergeant. Just stood there frozen. Unable to move. Just stood there and watched his sergeant bleed out before falling over into a dead faint. H

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