The policeman pulled a clean form closer and picked up his pen.

Slowly he switched the wipers off, pull the key out of the ignition and reaching for the door handle. cps For a moment he hesitated. He put his hand deep under the passenger seat and felt the fabric becomes. He jerked his hand away and sat back, pressing his nose and mouth with his praying hands.
He took a deep breath and took the handle firmly and pushed the door open. The rain is really coming down flags. Carefully he closed the door behind him. He closes in and walked slowly toward the dim light at the top of a concrete staircase.
The policeman pulled a clean form closer and picked up his pen.
She slowly screw the silencer of the gun loose, turn both the bloodied shirt when. She tucked the shirt in the backpack at her feet and kicked it aside. Helene Bester gets up and climbs over the dark body on the floor and walk the bathroom. The moon to light strips through the window. Her cat, Bella, sitting in the window sill, like a little black sweater and stared silently, skewekop cps to Helene as if she cares about her. Helene lie forward and keeps her bush curls behind her head. Gently sucking its water from the bowl of her hand. She wiped her mouth with the back of her forearm and shivered when she makes an iron in her mouth. She pressed the plug in the propgaatjie cps and filled up the sink. Peppery rub his dark markings of her arms and hands. She grabbed a handful of water and pour it over her face.
She dried off with the towel, pressed it against her chest and stepped closer to the mirror. Her brown eyes, symmetrical sink holes on either side of her nose looks like it has seen more than was necessary. Suddenly her eyes water as if it were seen crowded. Hastily wiped his drops against her cheek and walked back to the room where she had to lie down.
She knelt at the dark figure on the mat. The rugbiltonge shining even in the dim light and extend to skouerdeinings nodular form. Caresses his about her husband's short hair and let her fingers a moment playing on the day old spikes on his cheeks. cps The dark spot, like a colony of ants scurrying on their way for a new feast, continues to grow under his head. Sigh she sat back and rested her back against the pullout. Caring threw his towel over his head as if she was a child for the night would close. She came up and stood in front of the bed, the rug, frowning as they pushed against the foot is the same one she had on Saturday cps Markie bought. The moonlight shines directly on the woman on the bed face like she starring in a theater production play, her long blonde hair a tangle around her head and her eyes closed loosely like a dreaming sleeper.
Her face was just a face. One easily in a crowd was consumed, the signs of acne still evident on her cheeks. Helene pulled the rug under the woman's feet and pulled it over her body - push the angry poor porridge next to the bed hung back.
Helene pick up the backpack and walked suddenly rush out the door. Bella pulls her back sharply up and running against smarmy Helene's leg over. A soft klageluid escaped her. Helene glanced at the watch on her right wrist and began the steps two at his drop off to the heavy wooden door stop and turn around. She looked a moment back to the house where his three years her doing her daily life rituals cps faithfully executed. A slight smile crept across her lips. She walked out the door and shut the door, throw the keys in the pond.
Her legs started walking, then jogging and then running his determination down the hill. Sweat patches on her chest and strings of hair glue stuck to her delicate complexion. Her throat sucking cps deep dimple in like the warm December night air into her chest too much breath plugin. She kept on running until she skeletloos as if, on a patch of grass collapsing, gasping for breath. cps
Long after her heart again subsided, she still stared at the moon until dark, the clouds unconvincing potbelly moon begins threatened. She sat up and dry grass from her hair shook, jumped up when she was a vehicle's lights coming. The car along the road stopped and Helene on the passenger side stuck.
"We've been over this," said Helene as she prepare to leave the car up. She slid the backpack deep under the passenger seat. Hastily she closed the door, hesitated a moment, but then get out. She pulled out a suitcase on the back seat out. His leave it next to the car and walked to the driver's side She bent down and rested her forearms on the door frame of the window frame. cps
She stepped inside the airport building, past the overeager marketing boards that have a tourist is welcome in Cape Town, up the escalator to the Air Asia check-. Cordial reach the ground hostess a vlugpas out. Helene sighed contentedly and sat on one of the cold steel chairs closest to the vlughek.
Helene felt her wrist to calm the adrenaline slowly to