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“Brendan Shannon, you're good to go,” the officer says. Brendan collects his belongings and heads out the door, where is older brother is waiting for him. “Yooo Brendan,” his brother says, “The guy who tried to kill his girlfriend with a beer bottle.” Brendan playfully pushes him away. “Shut up man,” he says, “How is Seo anyway?” His brother looks at him. “Shes dead dude, a car crashed into her house.” Brendan’s mind spins with thoughts. “Damn, guess a bitch had to die one way or another.” He reaches for the handle, but before Brendan can get in the car, his phone rings. He answers it, thinking it's one of his friends knowing he got out of jail. “Hello?” He says. Heavy breathing comes from the other end. “Hello Brendan, this is the Hotline to Heaven.”135Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3afD3aRjOL
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