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Murder Is But A Memory


Sal opened the door, pushing Diana in and almost off her feet.

"The office is in the back, bitch. Get back there before I drag you back there by your hair," Sal said with utter callousness in his voice. I was going to love putting his carcass in the morgue.

After they went beyond the scope of the door, I popped up and looked out the window. Rocco had the trunk open, his head inside it, pulling at boxes. I realized this was my only chance to get them, while they were separated. I knew I had to act fast...

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