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more pulls of the trigger silenced her screams. He stood in the room smoke flowing from the bodies and the strong smell of powder in the nose. His face was shadowed by the light and dark lesions of wet blood dripping down his cheek. A silence flowed over the room as life left the two quivering bodies.
    Deep within Steven's mind reality bubbled over. You need to move. Steven stood there breathing heavily still shocked at what just happened. You need to move. He released another breath. Move!
    Steven dropped to the floor and pulled the cash from the man's pants. The extra 250 dollars the man flashed was two twenties and a wad of ones. His need for money caused him to break his rules, he had walked into a trap. He knew never to let anyone get behind him in a deal. Steven collected the cash and bags. He pulled a cloth rag from the table and retraced his steps. He began to wipe down the railing and TV edge. He walked to the living room entry and ran the cloth over the entire molding. A quick look back and he opened the door wiping the knobs on both inside and out.
    The widowed woman in unit 335 had muted her rerun of Jeopardy, Alex Trebek's face was paused on the screen ready to correct the contestant's wrong answer. She was leaned over her couch with her thumb separating the blinds of her main window. She looked out and watched Steven carefully wipe down the door entry and railing with the rag. She had heard the yelling and noise and turned up the volume, but the gun shots proved a different distraction. She watched Steven cross the green lawn and walk down the street, he got into his car and sped off into the night. She reached for the phone.
    The ringer buzzed against her ear. “911 what is your emergency?”
    “I would like to report a shooting.”

CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
    Officer Conners walked up to the townhouse. Red and blue lights flashed behind him and cruiser headlights lit up the driveway illuminating the path to the front door. He approached an officer standing on the porch vigorously writing in his notepad.
    “How long ago was the shooting?”
    The cop looked up. “Evening Officer. It was called in 20 minutes ago by a neighbor who said she heard some yelling and then gun shots.”
    Conners looked over the officer's shoulder and through the entry. He saw the state of the house. “Looks like a possible drug deal?”
    “We found some weed and meth in the kitchen. Lots of pipes and a hazmat level of needles in the rooms. We are assuming right now it was some type of deal gone bad.” Officers walked out of the front entry, their hands gloved in latex and blood.
    “How many dead?”
    “Two bodies in the kitchen. One with multiple gunshots.”
    “If you don’t mind I am going to take a look around.”
    The officer pointed with his pen. “Not a problem, the bodies are in the kitchen. Do you need gloves?”
    Conners shook his head as he rolled the gloves onto his hands. He walked up the porch and into the entry way. It was like a broken dam as he could smell the decay vigorously pouring out of the house. He rubbed his heel in the carpet observing the dust and dirt spraying in his wake. Conners looked up to see two officers rounding the corner. One held a blanket to his chest.
    “I need you to call CPS and let them know we've got an infant here that is going to need immediate care.” He walked past Conners as the muffled whimpers floated by.
    “Jesus.” Conners whispered as he shook his head wincing at the passing sight.
    The officer from the porch stepped back into the room and tapped Conners on the shoulder. “We got an ID on the suspect’s car, late model Honda Civic. Either black or dark blue.”
    Conners nodded and made his way into the living room and towards the lights and officers congregating in the kitchen. He stepped into the kitchen and observed the two bodies. On the cheap linoleum floor were scuff marks.
    “Was there a struggle?”
    “Yes sir, it looks like these two might have been pinning