I gave up struggling about five minutos ago. Blair was still laying on me. His grip lightened but I knew he would get me in a death hold if I tried to move. His breathing was steady and deep. He was probably sleeping. And I was stuck under him for god knows how long.
"Where do you think they went?" Tanner asked Janet as they walked down the stairs.
"The cozinha light is on." Janet observed.
"It's quiet..." Tanner stated.
Way to point out the obvious. I looked down at Blair. His eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful.
"Do you think he killed her?" Tanner asked Janet.
"Maybe their, like, making...
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