Chapter 5 Day Five, Monday, June 13, 1949
The smell of rain was still in the air. A quick glance out the window told it had rained hard. While I did morning stuff I considered the progress we’d made yesterday. In some ways it had been a lot. But on the more basic level as to who killed Emma Hardy and why. I was still clueless. But I had more people to check out. Which is what the program was for today. I had given the list of names Lane ha...
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