Luckily for both of us, this copycat doesn’t know who he’s dealing with. I’m finally starting to learn that we’re stronger together, and I’m not going to jeopardize that. It might look like my writing and my note, but I wouldn’t do that to Jackson -especially after I promised him that I wouldn’t take a hit ever again. When we find a note on the victim’s body, we realize that this could ruin our lives forever. We’ve been called in to investigate a suspicious murder committed by someone claiming to be the Sandman. If only I could keep the house from being overrun by Leland’s gun shrine – or stop him from making our cases “more exciting” by terrorizing people into confessing. I didn’t know he would be just as reckless as a PI, but it’s not my fault if I happen to enjoy helping him hunt down the occasional criminal. Now that Leland’s decided to give up his life as a hitman and take a walk on the mild side, we’ve been enjoying a simple life of taking down bad guys the legal way.
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