A murderer

"Hey, Scott Carden!" Wombat called out as she swiftly made her way towards him. "Here is my business card." She stretched forth a purple card that contained her name, address, and phone number.

"I will like you to pay me a visit someday, Scott." Wombat announced.

Scott glanced at the card being stretched towards him in bewilderment. He struggled to understand just want Wombat saw in him that could get her so attached to him.

"A gang god inviting a commoner to her home? It's a first for me." Scott commented in disbelief.

"It's not like I am inviting you over for romantic purpose or dinner, just so we could talk business." Wombat affirmed.

"Business? What business?" Scott questioned.

"You will find out when you come. Just try your best to create time to visit, I and my fellow Widowers would be waiting." Wombat responded.

Scott glanced at the card for a few more minutes before retrieving it and slid it into his pocket.

"When I'm less busy I'll come..I'm not promising though." Scott spo
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