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With a splintered head, Holly opened her eyes the next morning to find herself still lying alone in Penn’s bed. She sat up and gathered her bearings. In the background she could hear the shower running in the adjoining bathroom and rightly assumed that it was Penn. For a second, she considered joining him, but…

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The Colonel ushered Holly towards the circle of beach chairs where the beer bled into another. Bayer soon joined the ranks, where he, Bob and Holly listened to the Colonel spin tales. Having Holly in their midst, offset their rough existence, and also made the Colonel and company feel somewhat special, important, and connected with…

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Holly re-read the texts she had exchanged with Penn earlier in the day as she climbed the steps to his apartment. “Big plans tonight?” She had texted. “Not unless we’re grabbing a movie and a bite.” “Sounds good to me. I’m open. Just let me know the deets?” “Deets?” “Details… it’s an abbreviation.” “Not by…

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“So, last year, nothing. Last month, nothing. This month, seven hits.” Avery consulted a few pages from her file. “A man reported an ‘army Jeep’ driving onto his lawn and dumping trash. A neighbor reported seeing a ‘military Jeep’ parked down the road from a house that had its gutters ripped from the home; in…

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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE To the police department’s men and women, crime was a science with its own set of laws. Chemistry, biology, physics, and phycology were accompanied by forensics, ballistics, DNA analysis, fingerprint identification, and an arsenal of techniques, all of which aided law enforcement in their pursuit of criminals and their societal subtractions. The crimes…

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At the encouragement of the officers, Penn resumed his jog. He was inspired with intent and swiftly made his way to Southmore’s campus, an assemblage of humble aluminum-sided buildings was located on a busy thoroughfare. Penn was impressed by the unimpressive church. How could such a paltry flock with so little means cause so much…

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In a tunnel, with the remainder of the world obscured by blackness, he fought the urge to charge, to tackle, to attack, and instead he stopped ten feet from the congregation and simply stared. The look was less a glare and more a dullard’s hypnotic gaze; mouth slightly agape, eyes unemotional. He remained entranced until…