The man's voice continued.
"Shot in the line of duty."
"Nooo.." I heard a woman scream.
"Was it me? I couldn't be sure. The world went dark.
The first time I laid eyes on Creole, he came up the driveway at The Cottages, lean and lethal, his dark hair pulled into a ponytail.
Too bad he didn't stay around long enough to exchange a word of conversation.
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