Annie still couldn't believe that Stephanie was dead. She'd been gone for a few months, and Annie still expected her to walk through the door like she did every night after she got done on a patrol.
And Annie still wasn't any closer to figuring out who her killer was. That, and she was starting to run low on money. Steph had left her enough to get by, but she wasn't exactly loaded or anything. And past finding out who killed Stephanie, Annie had no idea what she was going to do with the rest of her life. She'd been living with Steph for the past two years, and she was gone. She was still a minor, so if the police or anyone found her, she could land with her butt in foster care, as she had no living relatives to speak of...at least none worth mentioning, at least.
Spoiler got done her patrol that evening, and made her way back to the apartment where she had been living with Steph. She had no idea where she was going to go once the landlords booted her out, as she was barely able to keep up with rent. The part-time job that she'd been holding down barely covered enough for her buy supplies she needed, let alone cover rent. And the money Stephanie had left her was running tight as it was.
Annie pulled off her mask as she crawled in through the window, lowering her hood. She was so tired from working and going straight to patrol, she didn't even notice that the window was already open when she arrived. She didn't even realize that someone might be in the apartment with her.
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