What to Do

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Max was in utter shock.

“It’s how it was supposed to be man I wouldn’t worry. It’s not your fault.”

Johnny told him trying to console him. But nothing was helping Max was shaking he couldn’t figure out what just had happened he couldn’t stop saying “Holy fuck. Was that real?”

Johnny called 911 told them what had happened. The police knew him from the hospital. Johnny had cleaned up the baguette. 

“We didn’t here fighting we didn’t hear anything.” The neighbors down the hall said. “Just seems like an accident a crazy one, but I don’t know.”

Max still couldn’t believe it. The quickness the everything. It seemed planned like Johnny planned it, he couldn’t figure out why it was just so fast and Johnny knew what to do. 

He couldn’t think about his car he couldn’t think about anything. 

How did Johnny get up so quickly he thought. How did he know what to do?