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working at it in both directions
up a hill a blistering white television camera lights were hungry for a glimpse
of behaved meat
shouldn't have been his case
in his first day back
the rest of aberdeen c_i_d_ about either often attaining course or getting past
the some of the time and bash
the i'm a person who was supposed to be
zing logan back into the swing of things
which back together enough to someone had tried to take it off with a kitchen
knife
detectors autumn logan mccurdy
going up a major mode of inquiry
and painted dot he didn't screw up
welcome back
in conquering circle was and one of the mural sections of kings wells
a suburb just five minutes outside aberdeen
the houses here looked as if they've been thrown together by someone with a
job loss of yellow brick and to know imagination
the front door was opened by heavyset man in his mid fifties with a brick red
face moustache and hostile bloodshot eyes
give one look at doubly pc watson's uniform instead
but bloody time you bustos showed up
this was in love logan had been expecting
speak to misread
table a delay
a bloody babel vote in fifteen minutes ago looking girl bloody court
should have told us foster
logan winced
has a hell of a media and i think they've agreed to body had been
discovered
i'm sorry mister
uh... misread uh... i don't know how the press found out about this but i'll
promise you
responsible is going to get our backs i get from here
logan post
i know that doesn't make everything ok
right now no and need to speak to give his mother
read loud
he stepped aside logan could see through a glazed or into a small and jh painted
a tearful yellow
in the middle of a bright red sofa with two women
one looking like a floral print battleship the other like a zombie
the younger woman didn't look up as the police walked into the living room
logan took a deep breath
no reaction
logan sent down at his home shoes in front of the sofa
she stared right through him as if he wasn't even there
unless we found a day
but the sound of her son's name was a flicker of life in our lives
what more brief unspoken
i'm sorry alice
he was like a
