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The Eternal Night #179

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"When was this?" I asked.

"About six years ago. June of '50. But I blamed myself for her death. That's why I asked to be transferred out of vice and into homicide. I tried for a year to determine what happened and solve her murder. But I couldn't."

"Well," I said, "maybe if we go over the evidence I've uncovered we might be able to come up with something."

He looked like a fire returned to his eyes that had long been doused.

We got to the precinct house in downtown San Francisco at about 4 am.

I was exhausted...

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