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Harrison arose reluctantly on hearing the bell, but before he could answer

it, he got distracted by the thwacking window panes which had by now enfeebled
the walls.

The door was finally answered but instead of providing a refuge to the
guest standing outside in the stormy night, Harrison himself went out to face the
storm. Joey’s afflicted state of mind was aggravated by Harrison’s long absence
from the room. He was inquisitive about the proceedings outside the door. In a

stealthy pace, he moved towards the windows and looked through the rain-
smeared panes.

 It was Mrs. Margaret. As soon as he saw the face of the vicious lady,
Joey’s blood boiled in rage. He knew what he had to do  he knew, he had to kill

her  his hands trembled no more. He dashed upstairs to the store room where
Harrison had secretly kept his pistol hidden. It was pitch-dark and Joey felt as if he
was blind folded. He lit up his lighter, grabbed the lethal weapon and in a moment
of urgency rushed downstairs. He forced the door open pointed the gun at his
victim and pulled the trigger.

A corpse fell on the
ground with a thud. Blood
gushed out of Harrison’s body
like a mighty fountain. The
sinner was thus punished and
Joey’s hands didn’t tremble at all
to deliver the justice.

Mrs. Margaret stood
thunder struck, however, she
was soon seized by the epiphany
that Harrison’s fate met what it
deserved.

“What in the name of
Lord did you just do?” exclaimed
Mrs. Margaret, “how could you
kill him? Why did you…”

“The brown leather bag!
My father’s brown leather bag!”

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