Every Breath You Take Page 19
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He went down to the basement, looking over the tray of instruments and supplies he'd set out earlier. He felt himself getting twitchy, wanting to put them to use.
The young kid had done well in getting him that girl, but the boy had been careless. He could have been the perfect pipeline if he hadn't been so stupid. It was probably better this way anyways-the kid was always going to be a loose end. Now it was on all on him. He would have to find the next one himself.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and ran his fingertips over the cool sheets.
