"Egad!" exclaimed Wood, "you've hit the right nail on the head, anyhow. \" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. “Hello?” She asked as she cradled the phone by her ear.
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