Blackout-2

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◆ I bought another bottle of Solzhenitsyn-brand vodka at the liquor store, along with a six pack and a pint of Old Grand-Dad. I opened a bottle and sat in my recliner, the one Marianne got me on our tenth anniversary. That had always been my best place to think. The testimony of my client and his friends had been inconclusive. The best evidence of what had occurred that night would likely be on the club surveillance tapes. After a good amount of thinking, I decided that I needed to see that evidence, that the tape could be recorded over at any minute, therefore I could not wait another day. So I drove to the Rvota club, which was closed at that time, which was after 4 a.m. Knowing that I would have to perform some breaking and entering, and having some experience with same, I brought al

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