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Requiem For A Stripper #342

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It was after 3 a.m. before I got to Jen Ann's apartment. I hadn't knocked on the door twice before she opened it.

"Jake!" she screamed as she grabbed me and pulled me into the apartment. She kissed me so hard I thought my lips would be bruised the next morning.

"Well, it's done," I said as she led me over to the couch.

We sat down as she said, "Tell me everything."

"Well, for a start, I found out who killed Honey Comb," I said.

She got a funny look, "So she is dead?"

I nodded, "I'm sorry, baby."

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    Neville Hunt 9 months ago

    But I think Jen Ann probably knew but didn’t want to believe it.

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    Christopher 9 months ago

    I think so too.

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