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I wake up on my wooden ground, to see dried up blood on the wooden floor.
Edging away from it, I stand up and get a washing up bucket and fill it with warm water and washing up liquid.
Grabbing a old-ish sponge and scrubbing the floor down.
Once it's clean, I grab a towel and dry the floor.
"Finally." I mutter to myself, then I see Kylie's bag left astray at the door.
It has her phone in it, cigarettes, makeup, and her purse.
There is a lot of money in this bag, exactly £1000 wait, but how?
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