Chapter 92

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"Alison was there when he called. She was listening to the ball game too, radio on in the kitchen. She asked her inside, gave her coffee, they heard the grand slam together. A little hollering, a little dancing around, another coffee, he tells her he's got a big heavy box for her. " "And?" "And she says oh, good. He goes back out and wheels it off the tail lift on a hand truck, she clears a space for it in the garage, he brings it in, he dumps it, and she's all smiles about it. " "Like she was expecting it?" Blake nodded. "That was the guy's impression. And then what does she do?" "What?" "She tears off the 'Documents enclosed' thing and carries it back to the kitchen with her. He follows, to finish up his mug of coffee. She pulls the delivery note out of the plastic, and she shreds

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