This is crazy. I didn't know there was a freakin' witness. But when I saw that punk going out to meet with Spot's lawyer, I knew he knew something. Something that wouldn't be good for me. It's terrible, is what it is. And then my stupid cellmate makes me feel all guilty, the idiot. Yeah, I have feelings, and it sucks. It's like he knows. He knows I did it.
Okay. I killed Anne McGeary. I murdered her; I stabbed her with a knife.
I did it.
But honestly, I didn't mean to. It wasn't supposed to work out like that. She wasn't supposed to die.
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Bullet. A malicious guy who'll do anything for run of the town.
Spot Conlon. A malicious guy who'll do anything for run of the town, and currently does have that honor.
Bullet has a good take when it comes to cash. Makes a whole bunch of money through stocks, his family's rich, and man, does he have it all. The kid's pretty freakin' spoiled, and because Spot's got control over the town, Bullet wants it, too. Spot recently took over a huge area on the rich side of town, right by Bullet's area.
Bullet got a little angry about this, so he want to off Spot. Unfortunately, all of his minions are rich little mama's boys who don't want to get their hands dirty. So he summons me. I met him through crook upon crook. I don't deal with that territory crap, so I was fair game. If he had the money.
"Well, well," Bullet said slowly, his place, slack face solemn. "I suppose you want to sit down?" He motioned for a chair to be brought forth. It was a tiny warehouse, but the guy fixed it up well. I stared at him.
"What I want is to know what the hell you want," I replied, stony. He smiled and motioned for me to sit. I obliged grudgingly. I don't normally take orders, and this guy was wasting my time.
"I have an extra ten thousand laying around," he commented, as if it were nothing. That's a nice roll. I needed it, too, 'cause this guy Tiny wanted his gambling money. I didn't think I was going to lose. And that idiot with the gambling ring never paid me off. "I was wondering if you would be interested in taking it off of my hands." I looked at him.
"What's the price?" He grinned.
"Spot Conlon's head." His fist hit the wooden table beside him. "Just off him, any way, any time." I nodded slowly. I could handle that. I raised an eyebrow.
"Where's the money? How do I know you have it?" He chuckled.
"Trust me," he replied. "I have it." I stared at him for a moment.
"And if I get caught?" He smiled again, daring me to get caught.
"I have complete faith that you won't." I nodded again and stood to shake his hand.
"Done."
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Word was going around that this fraternity was having a party. And the king himself would be there. Mr. Spot Conlon. So of course I had to go. Parties are messy, with drunks laying around, unfocused, unable to remember what happened the next morning. It was perfect. I watched him carefully, not drinking much but acting like I was. He stepped outside with that girlfriend of him, and I noticed they'd been arguing a little all night. Guess she wasn't one for alcohol or something. So I stepped by the doorway to watch them. It was a full-blown argument.
Some other kids heard their yelling and were curious. I jogged outside with the rest of them, pretending to be curious, as well. That knife was so secure against my hip. It would work out.
I pretended to be concerned for Spot. I pretended to want to restrain him, to stop the fighting. Then my chance came when he and this other kid got into it. I pulled it out smoothly, but I couldn't figure out which one was Spot. They were moving so freakin' fast.
So I located the one I thought it was, and just stabbed quickly. Turns out it was the girl.
So Spot wasn't dead. I ran out quickly, winding my car down side streets and alleys, leaving just before the cops arrived.
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But Bullet never came through. Said I killed the wrong person, and that wasn't good enough. I still had to pay Tiny. So I rob a Wal-Mart. Too sloppy there, end up in jail.
What if everyone finds out the truth and I end up on death row?
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