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A young man got in trouble. Some men were going to take everything from him. He was their connection for some time. He had betrayed some friends for them, sold some things, bought some things, got in trouble with some authorities, etc.  His girlfriend listened to his problems. He was going to be left without a thing. He even cried. She never had seen him cry. "What is my old man going to think of this?" he sobbed. The girl tried to console him. But nothing seemed to work. She left him alone and began to think. She thought: "If I would kill the guy who threatened him… Then his problems would be over. A yes… The guy has a superior too. I should kill that guy too." She took the Remington Outlaw gun of her boyfriend. Then she hid the gun in her purse. She knew where her boyfriend met those guys. They had their own office in a big house with giant flower gardens. She was lucky for those two had a private meeting. She knocked on the door and opened it without waiting for a proper: "Come in." She excused herself for interfering and closed the door. Beyond words the boss said: "Not a problem, miss." They were just that polite because she came from the better class. "I wanted to talk about something." she continued slowly. While she was talking she pretended to seek something in her purse. But when she came to the climax of her words she pulled the gun out of her purse and pointed it directly on the men. "You are not going to destroy my love's life! I am going to destroy yours!" She shot and missed. The men saw she had never held a gun before. At least never shot with it until now. They tried to take the gun out of her hands while she was firing. One got hit in his leg. They got hold of the gun when it was out of bullets. They flew on the girl to hit her and keep her calm. They let her fall. In her fall she grabbed the scissors of the desk. She stabbed wildly with it. They screamed. They tried to get the scissors out of her hands but she pierced their wrists one by one. Eventually they didn't move anymore but she kept stabbing just to be sure. At the moment she wanted to turn the door knob her boyfriend walked in. He looked shocked, stunned, beyond words. She let the scissors fall. Because of his look she was scared and asked: "Do you still love me?" She saw him thinking. He eventually came in the room closed the door, looked around, analyzed the situation, took her in his arms and said amiable: "I would never not love you." He stroked her hair. He took a napkin and cleaned her face. "Go through the secret door behind the closet. To enter you take out the thinnest green book. There you will find some water in a bucket. Its clean water, they refresh it every day. Refresh yourself and clean your clothes. I will bring you fresh clothes. When you're clean those bodies and the blood will have been disappeared." She did as he said. He ran to the phone and called some associates and some people who were also suppressed by those men. They came immediately with bleach and towels and cloths. They cleaned up the mess. A maid came and gave the girl some clothes she could wear outside and bagged the clothes she was wearing. The clothes were going to be burned. It was as her love had told her when she came back in the room. He took her hand. "I promised didn't I?" She nodded and kissed him. "I prepared everything. We are leaving. But you'll have some time to write your parents." She was startled. But she would do everything for him, even killing someone. And that was exactly what she did. She then wrote 2 letters, one for her mother and one for her father. She gave them to her love. He passed them on to a maid. He said: "Don't bring them yet. I am going to marry her first. When you see us leave you can go home to the parents. Then you wait until the other morning and give them to her parents. Don't say who it's from, don't tell them we left and don't tell them we got married. For these letters are going to tell them." He then passed another amount of letters. He took her hand. "Come my love, the priest is waiting." The priest did the common ritual as if there wasn't anything wrong. "Where did you get the rings that fast?" she asked surprised. "They were passed on to me by my grand-father and grand-mother."  She was delighted. She wished she would have been married to him in better circumstances and that this never took place, the killing part of course. But she couldn't be any happier. He took her hand and ran with her to the carriage that was waiting for them. They got in, waved goodbye to the people who helped them and kissed each other happily.