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Submitted to Contest #321
“What the hell?”I hear my coworker, Jimmy, whisper over my shoulder. “I thought we were supposed to be at the courthouse; isn’t that where the murder took place?” I say nothing for now. Our car arrives outside of the public library. The engine turns off, and a sharp January wind makes my eyes water. I pull my scarf tighter around my nose. I like winter, but even I have my limits. But winter is murder season. People falling left and right. Poison here, a gunshot there. This is the fifth case within a month; all bodies left with a mark from th...
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