[hr][hr][center][h1][color=lightblue]Amara Crane[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=lightblue]Location:[/color][/b] Chicago, IL 
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Amara had driven her car to the front of the apartment building she took the keys out of the ignition, the crime scene was really weird that it was really close to her apartment. She got out of her car and grabbed her purse and slammed the car door shut, it was going to be a pretty quiet night she thought as Amara made her way into the apartment building she got the feeling that someone was watching her. When she turned around she didn't see anyone. Her apartment number was on the second floor, she gave a few of her neighbors a friendly smile and nod towards them.

She headed up the flight of stairs and headed down the hallway, which was at the end of her apartment Amara pulled her keys out of her pocket again slipping them into the lock. She looked around again still feeling that she was being watched Amara unlocked the door and quickly went inside closing and making sure that she had locked it tight. Maybe she was being a little bit paranoid she wasn't sure as Amara entered the kitchen to get some dinner started.