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The Detective is Already Dead - Chapter 2 - 1.1
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... ng down. In a classroom, someone had hauled me up by my shirtfront and right out of my nap to interrogate me.
My bleary eyes couldn't really make out her face. I checked back through my memories, but I didn't recognize her voice.
Apparently, I was being threatened by some girl I didn't know. I had no clue why.
I'd spent the whole school day, from the morning bell until class was over, facedown on my desk. This girl struck me as the type who'd run for student government; m ...
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