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I looked at the shattered glass.
“No. Let them go. Just put a note in the file in case they come back.”
“Will do,” Miller said. “Call me if you see that yellow car again.”
He got in his cruiser and drove away.
I was alone.
The driveway was empty, save for a few scraps of wet cardboard.
The silence returned.
The wind rustled the pine trees.
I walked back inside.continue reading …
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