“I had breached Jenna’s house, and I was waiting for her to return home like she did at the same time every night. But she didn’t, not that night. She’d apparently gotten a flat tire, which set her back forty-five minutes. Instead, her husband arrived home first—Greg, Bob’s brother, earlier than usual too. Thinking it was Jenna, I pulled the trigger the second the front door opened, but the gun jammed. Greg heard it, and he came flying at me. He had seen my face, so I knew what I had to do. He fought hard, but I fought harder. I got the upper hand and plunged a kitchen knife right into his
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