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Eeny, meeny, miny, moe

The dead bodies were piling up. The question remained. Was the culprit dead or still wandering free? The high school yearbook found with her mother’s tortured dead body was the only clue. There was no DNA. Chas could only be sure the killer was dead when all her mother’s old classmates were. It would be her life’s work to eradicate them.


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