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The Eternal Night #101

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I told Mason to snap as many pictures as he could while she was out. I only hoped he'd familiarized himself enough with the camera to not have all the photos come out looking like the world as seen through the eyes of a drunk with cataracts.

I eased the bureau drawers open and found only clothes. The top of the dressing table had a pad on it with indentions where someone had written something on top of the pad and then pulled the page off.

I took the pencil and shaded over the paper until an address was visible...

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