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Heaven's Not Enough: © Jessica L. Cohen 2009-2010
In the pale shadows of an expensive condo, a scrawny teenager with blood red hair leaned over a man whose body was sprawled awkwardly across a hardwood floor. She wore a pair of vintage headphones. He wore the color of his own essence as it bled across the folds of his white t-shirt.
Maybe it's a bit too early for Scarlatti, the girl thought, swaying slightly to the sound of classical music, meanwhile transfixed by the red substance that painted her hands. I should have brought Beethoven. She stared at the dead man on the floor as blood pooled around his center. He lay limp on his back, his skin flushed from blood loss.
Kadin loomed over him, shuddering once as she recalled the feral gleam that had once burned in his dark blue eyes and the cruelty in his twisted smile. She had taken this man's life. She narrowed her dark gray eyes at her vict