Chapter 3-2

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The high school was North High. Their mascot was an eagle. The second guy was maybe six feet one or two with sandy brown hair, wearing a Kansas City Royals baseball cap backwards on his head. The only thing the two remembered about this guy was his dark brown eyes … they seemed to be black holes which stared straight through the clown’s mask … and the big eagle tattoo on the man’s shooting hand. Both witnesses said the killer looked at each of them straight in the eye before turning to walk out the door. The accountant, hearing the glass door close, rose to one knee and watched the killer get into the Chevy and the car drive slowly away. He tried to get a license plate number, but the car didn’t have one. But he definitely remembers the car. It was showroom perfect. For a wet, cold winte

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