BANG BANG
INDEPENDENT
DETECTIVE
JONATHAN SHAW

Written by: Slayde

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❛ and walk. ❜ she added, reminding herself of bruised knees and scratchy
palms. losing it all at the table only to be stomped lower on the concrete
after a drunken misstep. she wished she could blame more people around
her, but the list was modicum and distant. she could only blame herself.
numero uno, on that fine paper line. 

             ‘ you think you could have a shot at anything else? ❜

life’s too short to get good enough at one thing.

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             “That means BELIEVING in regret.”

That was such a TOXIC word to even fit into his vernacular. What he did
for a living was something he CRAVED,   even though there was a lot of
blood  on  his  hands. The demons were loud SURE, but that didn’t stop
him from completing his task.

                           It was still HINDERING his chance at TRUE FREEDOM.

             “I’m TIED DOWN to what I do.
            The only way out is through a bullet wound.”