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Everyone Has Secrets. It's Just A Matter Of Finding Out What They Are

Being A Homicide Detective Ca Be The Loneliest Job In The World. The Friends Of The Victim Are Upset And In Despair, But Sooner Or Later - After Weeks Or Months - They Go Back To Their Everyday Lives. For The Closest Family It Takes Longer, But For The Most Part, To Some Degree, They Too Get Over The Grieving And Despair. Life Has To Go On; It Does Go On. But The Unsolved Murders Keep Gnawing Away And In The End There's Only One Person Left Who Thinks Night And Day About The Victim: It's The Office Who Is Left With The Investigation.

Don't Call Me Crazy.i'm A Survivor. I Do What I Have To Do To Survive.

A Journalist Finds Out Things By Asking Questions Of People Who Know.

You Walk Around Feeling Like A Teenager And Immortal Your Whole Life, And Suddenly There Isn't Much Time Left.