With the first light of dawn he was up, and what made his eyes light up
with anger was what he saw hanging out the closet. The plastic bag covering
Marie Gonzalez's head had a split across the side allowing air to get. She wasn't
dead and he slept the entire night being watched by the woman he thought he had
murdered. He got up from the bed slowly sucked his teeth and spat on the floor.
“I hope you slept better than I did,” he said with a hint of sarcasm. “I'm
surprised you didn't call out for help, or make some noise.”
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