They took her fingerprints sitting at the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young buck who had brought her in. He knew what he knew. ” Annabel pulled down her veil to hide the tears. "Dead!" echoed the boy. And, thrusting a piece of iron into his mouth, he forced him out of the room. Despite her busy work schedule, Sheila had always been a social person, a talker, a joiner of neighborhood groups, a town council member, a PTA worker, and a thrower of neighborhood coffee klatches.
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