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A Uniform Cordoned Off The Area With Crime Scene Tape. The M.e. Pulled In And Parked. There Were Two Emt Trucks Idling At The Edge Of The Lot. I’d Stayed Close To The Back Door, And One Of The Rangeman Guys Had Taken A Position Two Feet From Me, Standing At Parade Rest. No Doubt In My Mind He’d Take A Bullet For Me Rather Than Face Ranger Over A Dead Stephanie.

I Met A Real Looker. He Picked Me Up At The Two Dollar Slot Machines, So You Know He's No Cheapskate." Grandma Mazur

Are You Afraid Of Me? Uh... Yes.' The Smile Stayed Fixed In Place. 'you Should Be. You Locked Me In A Refrigerator Truck With Three Dead People. Sooner Or Later I'm Going To Get You For It.

You Can Run, But You Can't Hide, Cupcake." Morelli Said. "i'll Find You." "you Are Such A Cop." "tell Me About It.

I've Never Been In This Part Of Trenton Before. I Don't Feel Comfortable Driving Around Buildings That Haven't Got Gang Slogans Sprayed On Them. Look At This Place. No Boarded-up Windows. No Garbage In The Gutter. No Brothers Selling Goods On The Street. Don't Know How People Can Live Like This.