I was ordered to pick up the company president at his home address at 7:45am, on the dot. I was to park outside, knock and enter through the front door, and head up the stairs to get him in his office.
Thus, I would be at the crime scene when the police arrived, my shoes implanted with blood from the hidden applicators in the welcome mat, with the planted murder weapon with my prints just sitting there.
Good thing I slept in really late and didn't turn up till much later when they'd discovered the set up, isn't it?
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