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Tonight was a good night ( Read more... )

It was a rainy, nasty night. Cold and wet as Gwen walked through the throng of police officers, peering over people's shoulders to get a look at the body in the alley, illuminated in the rain by lamps. A police officer walked by with coffee in a cardboard holder. She snagged one with a smile, "Aw, thank you ( Read more... )