Last of two parts
THE thought of killing Ricardo Reyes buzzed in my mind for the rest of the day. The hours passed slowly. I had trouble focusing on much of anything. My body felt sluggish all day, too distracted by the weight of what had to be done. Once the sun set, I couldn’t escape the fact that I was terrified.
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