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Death In A Red Dress

Her mind wandered from the moment. This evening would end like all of the others. She would have another soul; the man, sitting on the barstool before her, would die. You always remember the first time, smiling at the thought. … Continue reading

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Minion

Jim instinctively pulled his trench coat closer to his body, as he quickened his pace down the damp alley. He kept the dense evening rain away from his face with a quickly fading newspaper. He told him. Four doors down. … Continue reading

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