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Soon, another body will rest in your soil.
I call her back whenever i get a new case, it was long since the last time
I feel that everything is emptier
My body wants to enjoy hers
My mind doesn't want her around
the body wins again
i was always late for my cases
They never called me on time
even now I'm late
There is a life less
but I can still avoid another one
they never know nothing, until they lives are on my hands
not even like this he gave me information
I'll be back tomorrow
Must be a vendetta, however, my suspicions lead me to ghosts
Beeing here to protect her
may be the plan to keep us together in the same place
certain paradoxes are curious, entertaining
This isn't the case
and here i am...
finally
how do you think to kill me?
i already did it
you will have to agree with everyone that said to you, again and again, that whisky would eventually kill you
my mind was always right
your obsessions were unpredictable.
Aren't you going to ask if my glass was also poisoned?
If it was, if you kill me now i could die twice