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The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. ‘May I, indeed? I’ll take you up on that. “Who wouldn’t be for you?” The train began to move. She nursed at his neck as he peacefully slumbered through being killed. . . Rich folks, once. Rollo barked. “You know, my mom caught me smoking once with Missy. She caught her finger in the lock and had to ask him to help pry it out. She had never expected John capable of saying such things, of thinking such macabre ideas. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out.
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