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... nches, carrying soft scent of the flowers.
And...
"Two days!"
Two fucking days of searching, investigating, carefully watching for any opportunity to find more evidence.
And what did I find?
Nothing.
Fucking Noting.
"Argh!"
I sat on my bed, staring at the folded pages of journal copies hidden under my mattress.
One piece of evidence.
I needed two more.
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