by Bix Skahill “I don’t know nothing about Mr. Pedersen’s truck.” “You don’t know anything about Mr. Pedersen’s truck.” “That’s what I said.” Glaring down at the man kneeling and shaking on the abandoned warehouse floor, Muller sighed and shifted the bloody, bulky textbook to his left hand, then back. […]
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