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Chapter 9 Scarecrow
Scarecrow: well I lied. But anyway, here's your money.
I took out the briefcase from under the table. I opened it and watched the brown gases hit her face. When it cleared she was still coughing and sputtering. I pulled out my gun and put a bullet in her head. She fell to the ground, dead. I slipped out the back way to avoid being caught as her murderer. My plan was compete. Everything had fallen into place. I still don't feel accomplished. J hasn't answered any of my calls. Maybe I went just a little too far...