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\" 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. Go easy. “You’ve no right to badger me like this, Veronica,” he said. She wet some absorbent cotton with alcohol and refreshed his face and neck. She silently willed him to stop his pacing, to calm down.
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