Tell Me What You Want

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They ate the meal he made in his expensive looking modern kitchen, with the stacks of money conspicuously nearby on the counter. When they were finished he picked some of the money up and asked her to pick up the rest and bring it upstairs with him so he could put it somewhere safer and out of sight. His bedroom was less devoid of character than the other rooms. The colours were darker. A bookcase was filled with sci-fi, horror, thrillers, true crime - and she couldn’t help but notice well-read copies of her own books. There was a large television on the wall opposite his king-size bed. He had an impressive sound system with large speakers in serval places around the room. He also had several framed posters from old horror movies on the wall. He caught her admiring them and smiled. “I

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