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Sorry this ones really short, only a page long, but I didn't want to mix it with anything else in the story even though nothing major is revealled. Sorry it's just Cindy in this chapter.

Warning: May contain voilence and/or death (V/D).

Chapter number 23.Drastic measures

Cindy stood still, her arms still outstretched with the gun still aimed where she'd shot, she'd done it, her baby was going to be safe.

Moving her arms down and resting her shoulders to relax she stepped forward and stopped when she reached the side of Greg's lifeless body limb and still where it lay on cold floor; he was definitely dead, but just to be sure she shot at him once more slightly higher than the first bullet wound and closer to his heart. The quick moving object peirced his skin so fast that she hardly saw it, blood seeping out of the newly formed hole.

Sure that she'd done the job properly, Cindy looked around the room as she placed the gun on a small table that was near by. There wasn't much in the room, a two seater lounge chair that was as ancient as Hitler, a chest of draws against a far wall a chair at the table and a large stone fire place facing the couch that was about two and a half meters wide and a meter and a half tall with a pile of wood next to it. Then she came up with an idea.

She'd origanaly thought she'd just6 come and shoot then leave, but now everything was falling into place more perfectly then she'd thought. Working quickly she grab held of some of the logs from the top of the pile of wood, moving them as fast as possible to form a heap in the middle of the fire place. She moved to the chest of draws, going through the draws one by one looking under ever old file and book she could till she came across a small box of matches.

Lighting onequickly she through it onto the logs along with two more to start a small fire putting more wood on it to feed it and make it grow. Then steppiong back over to Greg she grabed him by the arms, draging his body along the floor until he was lying in front of the fire place, crouching down on the other side of him she rolled his boddy into the fire, his clothes beginning to light as she stepped away and brushed her hands together swiftly before moving backwards and sitting anxiously on the couch, leaning back into it and watching the fire place as more and more of Gregs body caucht alight.

Stairing aimlessly and lossing herself in the flames she stayd there for what seemed, and probbably was hours until the fire dyed out and all that was left was black coated bones.

Waking herself up propperly Cindy collected the gun and mode her way out of the flat walking away just the way she had come earlier.

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