#nxcromancy

5/10

      ❝ Look, can’t help it if I killed the guy. He ran his fuckin’ mouth. ❞

❝ HEY; does this look like a blood stain t’you? ❞

Okay.      He could accept his paranoia most of the time for what it was. Being paranoid. But there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that this woman was following him. This was the fourth time in two days that he saw her and New York wasn’t that small. With a population of over 8 million people, he shouldn’t have been seeing her again. Not on the same train he took every day going from work when before he’d never seen her. Elliot shifted uncomfortably in his seat, a hand coming up to pull his hood further down on his head as if that would somehow reassure him that she wasn’t following him.

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     ❝ -- out here, either y’ go, or y’ get left behind.                            so -- gonna keep runnin’ ?? ❞