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The unfortunate woman was stretched upon the floor, with a bloody knife in her hand. Mike was already on dishwasher duty when John rang the doorbell. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support.
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