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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.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtId2g4v3Kv
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Oh God, I know that face, even though it's bruised and bloody.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ88QZzzDaYD
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"That's—"493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡniEIgRqbSC
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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."493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSKmCesnpZl
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"His name is Mr. Grey," I whisper.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbTphFxo9JW
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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.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX4Q8CN5Vq0
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"He is—was—my History teacher," I say, my voice far away.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3KGdqxLTun
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"We'll need you to come down to the station," he tells me.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtQbP3sAIM2
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Okay, I say, only I don't. I just nod.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ4gTCcoL74
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The paramedics load My. Grey, and then they're gone, the red lights fading into the cold, terrible night.
