Tea and Biscuits

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Tea and Biscuits“We should do something, tell someone what we know,” said Michael Stride from his usual position on the sofa. “But what do we know?” asked his sister Angela as she sat in the armchair opposite her brother. “What took place was years ago and can't possibly have any bearing on what's happening now Mikey. You're just overreacting.” “I don't care”, her brother continued. “There might be a connection. You never know. If we at least tell the police they might find something to connect the two cases.” “Oh please Mikey, don't be so stupid. How can something that happened thirty years ago possibly be connected to these random killings? I'm sure Mary would agree with me. We've had enough tragedy in our family haven't we? Why go dredging up the past when it should stay dead and bur

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