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What had started out as simply an average weekday for Dr. Neil Harris, quickly became a reminder of how imperfect a man he was.
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Set close by the sidewalk, the gasoline smell from the automobile-jammed road lingered in the vestibule but no one noticed. New York City
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That morning, when Joe left his car off for its yearly inspection he’d planed to ask one of the fellows at the station to do no more than d
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The noise was deafening. Foul scents of gore and human excrement burned his nostrils; and a taste like raw meat lay on his tongue.
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The Mercedes fit in perfectly with the other cars from the motorcade. It wasn’t distinguishable from the twin Alex Cahill exchanged it for.
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Detective Farley rang Detective Benson at two on Friday afternoon; his court appearance was over, he said and he’d meet Benson in their off
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The little plastic bird struggled forth and the chimes only sang out twice; yet several hours had gone bye.
The man slowly shook his hea
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The offices were not exactly what one would expect considering they were operated by a successful group of physicians. The outside of the
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Crystal tears like tiny gems glistened on ivory skin beneath soft brown eyes. Childishly she sniffled and ran her hand across her nose; sma
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“Last call for the ‘Dunkin’ run. Put your order in and your cash up, unless you want to make it till dawn on that dish water in the lou
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Instantly the motion lighting displaced the natural light with its harshness, as Sandy fumbled with her key card. For six months now she ha
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Cody Vaughn had been disappointed when he missed the Sergeants the previous day. The rookie detective hung in at work until well past five,
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Benson, directly behind Farley, had the good sense to pause and consider retreat. Then, since Farley wasn’t totally shocked by the verbal a
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Joseph Farley pulled into a parking lot behind the remodeled Brownstone in the Upper Eastside. The first floor held the sedate offices whe
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It was hot and stuffy inside the trunk of the Mercedes. Cahill had been stuck in the trunk for better than an hour.
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The city roads were heavy with traffic, and as Benson recklessly swung the unmarked sedan in and out of the speeding lines of yellow taxica
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The apartment manager screeched into the 911 operator’s ear, “Murder, we got a murder…blood all over the place…”
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She’d waited until six in the morning before coming from the forth floor. Angering the manager at an unreasonable hour was not something a
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On Saturday the storm held off until evening. Then with an early darkness came the deluge, between the lightening crackling in the sky and
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Detective Sergeant Bradley Benson snuck a peek at his watch. He didn’t want to look at the large white face with black letters that hung on
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End of chapter 17
West Germany 1979
Expecting it to be a call from his paper, he was startled when he read. Alex, stop by room 516-RM
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On an errand for Mathew, Kayla took an early train into Manhattan, harassed by a group of teenage boys, she left the train and they followe
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Renee was pleasantly surprised to look out the peek hole and view an attractive dark haired gentleman in neat attire smiling at her door.
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David Rose at twenty-five had no need of the wealthy Lisa Marie Owens. His last recording had gone platinum and countless young females wou
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Query Letter sent 7/31/081
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The land around had been bulldozed so the dark soil encircled a massive structure. Barbed wire topped stonewalls that stretched for miles.
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Query Letter sent 7/31/08 1
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“Sure ‘Dorothy’ but you’re not in Kansas now.” / She breathed a sigh of relief as she made it through the subway opening into the sunlight.
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Silent Radio Murders1 / By Andy Stephenson and Geri Fitzsimmons2 / Chapter eighteen3 / Sandra May Hart had spent one of the two hours p
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