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He was being very kind, but the only thing that I could think about was the look on Wilson’s face of shock and confusion.
    They had no enemies to speak of and they were the kindest people that you could ever know. The only reason why this had befallen them was because they knew me. I should’ve felt guilty, but mostly I just felt this insane rage to wrap my hands around somebody’s throat and make them pay for this.
    “If you don’t mind me saying, you have a compassionate side that is a little less critical than others. You do know that getting personally involved in a case is only going to make your job a lot harder. You’re old enough to know better than that.” I didn’t mean to call him on the carpet, but this was the kind of thing that could lead to an early grave or possible mental breakdown.
    “Don’t worry about it. I am trained to leave this at work and that’s exactly what I do every time that I come home at the end of the day.” He was telling me what I wanted to hear, but I knew the truth like he was saying it outright for everybody to hear. “You are free to leave anytime that you want. My people need some room to breathe.” He was telling us that we had to leave. He wasn’t just suggesting that we do so. I didn’t want to leave, but staying would’ve been suspicious.
    “We’re both going to need some rest. I’m just not sure how we are supposed to close our eyes after seeing something like that.” I was going to sleep like a baby, but Neil would most likely toss and turn all night long. I was going to find out who was doing this. This was not the old west and this was no way to call me out to an old fashioned duel.
    I heard my phone and once again that photo of Rebecca was a painful reminder that she was suffering for no good reason other than the fact that she knew me. I actually smiled behind Neil’s back. I think that their main purpose was to draw out the killer in me to play a game of hide and seek and that was exactly what they were going to get.
     

 
     
     
    THE END

 
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Chapter 1

Miss itchy feet
    10/3/2005
    Dear diary,
    I am Samantha Hurlock from a small town if you must know my origin in a conventional manner. I cannot say any more about it and mind you even this I have written very reluctantly.  Why I am so reluctant to introduce myself is a simple matter of choice. My choice derives its logic from my unconventional opinions about the origin. I don’t want to be defined by my hometown, my lineage, my language or even by my name. I had rather be known for what I do and what I think, that is what I am.
    I have written a poem about this. Do you want me to write it for you?
    I am not what I used to be,
    I am not what I will be,
    This moment what I am,
    Is really who I am.
    The moment lasts only,
    Depart till we.
    Yet you can capture,
    If you wish,
    A glimpse or a glim of me.
    For even though the time has passed,
    That bit will still be me
    I am here, right here at this moment, the past and the future is not my concern. I have no roots because I am not a tree, but I have legs, a brain and most importantly a heart! They take me where they like and I happily oblige. The uncertainty is what makes my life worth living! Uh-oh! Write about the devil and there he comes, my uncertain life doesn’t allow me to write any fu—
    The chief of the caravan shouted again for me to listen loud and clear that I was not welcome on board anymore. I was in the middle of the desert at the back of a slightly small camel, the journal in my hand half opened and my index finger resting between the pages that I had been staining with the ink of my feelings. I looked around with difficulty as my eyes failed to cope up with the strain despite the shades and the cap that I was wearing. It was all gold, the desert, and the sun. I had no choice but to get down the camel that I had begun to get attached to even though we were together for only two days. I was half dead when I joined these