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Ted sat on the sofa facing the therapist’s wing chair and the large picture window beyond. Outside was a meadow showing the first ...

Sylvia Thompson arrived home to find her daughter absent and surmised ten-year-old Jennifer had gone to see a friend after school. ...

Detective Mellon removed his earbuds as he eyed the body.— Let me guess, I’m keen to guess, said Detective Cartier. Slayer? ...

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Whenever certain people can’t recoup debts through the legal system, they call my father or me. We’re quicker to collect, cheaper ...