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A Blade in the Dark…Chapter Ten…unedited…
The next morning, Lilly and I didn’t go to the precinct, instead, we drove to Fredericksburg Credit Union and asked to speak to Laura Dunnell. A grey-haired lady with black horn rimmed glasses escorted into the back of the lobby. Laura Dunnell looked up from her computer and gave the woman a smile. Our escort…
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A Blade in the Dark…Chapter Nine…unedited…
Laura Dunnell, manager of Fredericksburg Credit Union, sat behind her desk looking over the monthly report of loans her bank had approved. She had started as a teller and worked her way to the top of food chain within five years. Her five year plan accomplished, she now looked forward to what the future held. …
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A Blade in the Dark…the story continues…unedited…
Lilly and I raced to the park after receiving a call stating someone had found the body of Tricky Rich. The later afternoon sun filtered through the canopy of leaves. Long shadows covered the ground as we walked the trail to the cabin. Rays of fading sunlight danced across the surface of the lake, and…
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A Blade in the Dark…new writing, unedited, and incomplete…
Lilly and I changed into fresh clothes and drove to our precinct. Janko was waiting for us. His walrus mustache seemed to bristle at the sight of us. He walked toward his office, and we followed him in. “What happened?” “Jasper Watkins was disemboweled before we could speak to him,” I began. Janko shook his…
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A Blade in the Dark…new writing, unedited, incomplete…
I walked back to my room after I finished conversing with the man. By the time I left the lobby the man was a sobbing mess of raw emotion, but I had a new understanding of evisceration and the gruesome methods employed. Lilly stirred when I pushed the door open. “What time is it?” “Just…
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A Blade in the Dark…unedited, incomplete, but new writing…
Everything stopped at once. The clerk behind the counter forgot about my paperwork and turned to look at Lilly, I stood there with a quizzical look upon my face, and even the people in the lobby looked up from whatever they were doing. “He’s dead?” “As a doornail,” Lilly retorted. “What do we do now,…
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A Blade in the Dark…new writing, unedited, incomplete…
Lilly and I made it back to the precinct and reported in. Chief Janko was nowhere in sight, but two men sat in the murder room. One was short, blocky, and dressed to the nines. He was a Hispanic man, his skin darkened by the sun, his brown eyes alert. “My name is Tomas. I’m…
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