Sinners and Saints

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Malik Idris My blood ran cold when I heard what happened. I had seen the most unimaginable things as a cop, there were many sleepless nights of just replaying the horrid images of bloodied bodies like a constant horror movie in the back of my mind. There were moments of weakness, where my heart would collapse on me as I thought about the lives that could have been saved. Nothing prepared me for the news that had just came in, absolutely nothing. I thought I would be able to handle anything, my heart was hardened from years of death cases. I'd witnessed so much as an officer, from the most careless deaths to the most heartbreaking cries, yet I wasn't prepared for this. Mr. and Mrs. Hollen were dead. "Malik?" asked Cole as he turned on the road. "You're awfully quiet." "They're dead."

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