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She sensed that he was looking for her. He barely shook the rose petals from her hair. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. ” “Who will?” “The police! The families of the people I’ve killed! I’m guilty!” “How old do I have to be?” “I beg your pardon?” “To be of use to you.
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