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Chapter Two

 

 

Molly McKitterick

"There was refuge in the park and balm in the act of hurting someone, even if that person were no more than oneself. Warmed with cheap whiskey and still sucking on the empty bottle, a gaunt, baggy man lay in the curve of a hillside. Blue tattoos reached out of the dark for the soggy joint two brewery workers were sharing along with a six-pack. And in the shadow under the park pavilion a drugged girl in a fringed leather vest flirted with three men as if she were being presented with a choice."
-Excerpt from MURDER IN A MAYONNAISE JAR

 

 
 
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