Her eyes seemed to be looking backwards. \" Shari wanted to own her own hair salon as her mother Cathy had always wanted to. "Mur—der!" roared Wood, struggling to free himself from his assailant, by whom he was half strangled. ” He said. Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. She visualized him as in a policeman’s uniform and quite impassive.
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