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Chapter Seventy-two "Got his address. The bastard had used a fake one indeed. It's actually Dunpol Village, Fairview Street from Redvine town. His house was at the end of the cul-de-sac. We won't be getting a hard time to spot it because we know for certain that he's driving a green truck," Eric said on the phone and Cara was baffled when she heard that address. "I know that address," she said. "If my memory serves me right, Sandy Hupman had lived there, too. Just two blocks away from that street." "Holy... you're certain of that? Because if that was true, this is indeed our guy. He can't possibly lived within the neighborhood of the second victim out of coincidence." "He purposely moved in there for the convenience of his crimes." She gripped the steering wheel tightly. Her foot au

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