See, either way that’s my father. Yeah he’s a pervert and I never knew it, but he’s still my dad. Shaquan was feeling up on Brenda like this was all exciting for him. I pulled my gun and put one in Shaquan’s head and one in Brenda’s all for good measure. I yelled for the kid and she came barreling down the steps looking at the two dead bodies in the living room. I told her this house and what happened here is our little secret, and she’s never to tell anyone. She said, like how my dad touched me? I tilted my head to the side looking at her confused. Now hold up, I had to take several steps back and ask her where did he touch you and what’s her dad’s name? She lowered her head and said he touched her private with his private but she doesn’t know his name. I guess she was embarrassed because she started to babble and all I got out of what she said was, who’s your dad? I grabbed her hand and told her Mike Johnson, Mr. Mike Johnson is my dad’s name. At this point I’m fuming, I told her to go sit in the car and not to say anything to anyone. I went into the kitchen, pulled a knife out the drawer so I could retrieve my bullets from their heads. Afterwards, I cleaned up, moved the stove to expose the pipe, and I started kicking at it to loosen it up. Once I smelled gas, I got in the car and headed to our next destination, our father’s house……
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