thriller
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Cigar smoke and wet wool, the court room air was heavier than lead. Ingmar rubbed his moist palms on his best suit. That’s when he noticed the chalk on his suit jacket sleeve. Brushing hastily, Ingmar looked around to see if anyone noticed. Mary had worked so hard to black his shoes, iron his suit,
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The waitress set a brimming tray of fresh tortillas, salsa, guacamole, and gobs of melted cheese. Penny cheered their appetizer and did a chair tango. “I mean she’s nice, really nice, but I don’t know. Maybe I’m making too much of it but I never met anyone who tells you their whole life story but