Cruise Ship Killings

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The sea breeze gently caresses the deck as the sun casts its slanting rays across the azure waters, where the cruise ship glides smoothly along. Diana and Marissa are curled up on deck chairs, lost in a blissful slumber, their lips occasionally curving into relaxed smiles. The sunlight bathes their hair in golden hues, as if the entire world has been enveloped in a carefree summer vacation. But not everyone can enjoy a moment of peace. Bruce leans back in his lounge chair, his gaze vacant as he stares at the horizon. He is too awake and too bored. Fishing? The boat is moving too fast for that. Reading? His patience doesn't last beyond three pages. He decides to have Thirteen come up and massage his back to alleviate his boredom. “Good pressure,” he mumbled. Thirteen’s dog paws moved ba

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