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Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2016 08:08:46 -0700

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fence, one on what might have been a golf course. In some, he wore a baseball cap. In others, he wore sunglasses too (never indoors, thank goodness). As in Kats own pographs, the MaybeJeff never looked completely comfortable, almost as though he were hiding or caught off guard or avoiding a pographer who had made it a point to include him anyway. As a cop, she had learned firsthand the power of persuasion, of want, of the unreliability of the eyes when it came to fullon suggestion. She had seen witnesses pick out the person in a lineup that they, the cops, wanted them to pick out. Your brain can fool you with simple inducements. What can it do with all this want Last night, she had been scanning quickly though a website in search of a lifetime partner. Werent the odds better that she would conjure up the one man who had been closest to that in her life than actually seeing him again The doorman intercom buzzed. She pressed the button. Yes, Frank Your captain is here. Send him up. Kat
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