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The paramedics check the body while I sit in one of the police cars with the door open, so I can hear everything. As I watch them, and they turn the dead man over, my stomach clenches.501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX8y9saS0il
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Oh God, I know that face, even though it's bruised and bloody.501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMXNpX3rGYz
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"That's—"501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUrjJOSnT8J
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"Who is this, Miss Turner?" one of the paramedics asks. I don't remember giving him my last name. "He doesn't have any ID on him."501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoPQ1rNjyb6
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"His name is Mr. Grey," I whisper.501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfJPoMp3J5U
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"You know him?" the detective standing next to me asks. He's next to his car—next to me—and has a notepad out, even though he's shivers and there's barely enough light to write.501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJxaRnc5WAY
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"He is—was—my History teacher," I say, my voice far away.501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ15bYybHY0a
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"We'll need you to come down to the station," he tells me.501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyzoWsQGkxf
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Okay, I say, only I don't. I just nod.501Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzqYgHo06er
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The paramedics load My. Grey, and then they're gone, the red lights fading into the cold, terrible night.
