"Sure"

I followed her into her home looking around she had a quaint apt I noticed on a end table a picture of Sara and a young girl in a warm embrace. I picked it up to gt a closer look as she came out of her bedroom with the papers.

"That is my girlfriend Abby we have been together for two years." I have the papers Thanks again for running me around" Sara said

I drove Sara were she need to be then went back home to complete my paperwork I could not wait until tonight.

Ashely wake up call came at seven thirty. she took a shower then had a light breakfast then went straight to the court house to make sure Shawn’s paper work was in order, filed correctly. Ashlely was there until one o clock then she went to lunch at the dinner across the street. She sent Spencer a text message Miss you have a great day. a few min later she received a response how is it going there cant wait dinner. Ashley looked at her watch it was time to go in to court for Shawn’s hearing.

She sat next to him wel the parole board looked over his case file the asked him
What Do you plan to do if your released.

"I plan to be a productive member of society I have a job cleaning office when I am released".

"What about the aggressive behavior you have displayed while here" .

" My client will see a counselor to address that issue" Ashley responded.
they were there for another forty mins

While they were waiting, "Ashey I want to thank you and Kayla for giving me the job if they let me out of this hell hole" said Shawn.

"No problem you know everybody deserves a second chance" Soon Ashley and Shawn were escorted back into the room were they were told that Shawn was being released.

Sara returned home she was feeling a little sluggish so she ate a light lunch laying on the couch watching a movie she got up to go to the bathroom

" What are you doing here, how did you get in " Sara asked
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She tried to run past me as I pulled it out her eyes got wide wde with fear please don’t do this I will give you what ever you want. Sara begged me hearing her beg for her life made me smile. She was a fighter she pulled and tugged at my clothes, grabbing my hands trying to scratch me but, soon the fight drained out of her. I pulled it out I love the way it gleamed in the light I slit her throat. I quietly left her apt eagerly waiting for tomorrows paper.