The Witness - short story
The dark sedan pulled quietly up outside a comfortable family home in Quarter Close. The brick residence stood silent and dark in the early hours of the morning, looking much like the rest of the houses in the Grove. However, inside this house lay the witness in the most important case in the history of the state. Without him, the trial could not go to court. His life was in danger.Clara Craft stepped from of the car with two colleagues and the three men made their way slowly and quietly to the boy's bedroom window. Clara stood watch with her pistol at the ready. The FBI didn't normally do this sort of thing, but in this case there was no other choice. Her colleagues quic
""What! It's not safe!" The boss said angrily. She was still dressed, but had been sleeping and was not fully alert. Get some sleep and I'll come down tomorrow in person. The agent on the left side was leaning on Adam, and the other agent was frantically trying to move the body. He trusted Clara, but Adam was a very important witness. The dark car turned off the freeway and drove carefully down. She suddenly stepped on the brakes and spun the wheel. " Clara was calm now and had time to think.
Common topics in this essay:
Adam FBI,
Clara Craft,
I'm Clara,
Quarter Close,
OK OK,
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Clara Adam,
shot fired,
clara woke,
ok boss,
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