Who’s going to miss him?
That was the last thought that raced through Ned’s head before aiming his shotgun at the burglar’s chest and pulling the trigger. The burglar was unarmed and the silent alarm assured the police would be here in minutes. But Ned shot him anyway. His privacy had been invaded. There had to be a price to pay.
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