Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. Get the pole out of your ass. “You’ve got my view,” he said, after a pensive second. He halted and put out a hand to stop Hilary. She killed every month, twelve a year, and was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle aged men. They even talked about friendship. ’ ‘Yes, but how are you going to find her?’ ‘I will ask—’ She broke off. She acted as her mother had taught her to. I have heard of you from my husband.
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