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I know I’m not supposed to say this, but Reynard Times-Courier is one of my favorite characters. He’s also one of the reasons I don’t like to go into my subconscious unarmed . . .
“Murderer’s Lover killed on Daughter’s Doorstep. Broadcast,” he said, giving me a bird-like stare from his single, human eye, “at eleven, twelve, and two.”
“Get out of my house,” I said, advancing on him.
“I want words first—off the record.” He slowly moved a finger to a blue button on his breastplate and pressed it.
The hum that emanated from him dropped in pitch until all was silent, and the small red lights on his equipment went dead.
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