The newspaper glared, the screen screamed, the phone jangled. Her eyes couldn’t see, her ears couldn’t hear – the last images that made sense were graven into her brain.

That list, the one she barely glanced at, shouldn’t have been interested in – it was the name that jumped out first. Then she saw the distinctive jacket – lying on the ground like a bundle of rags, and the name she knew on the list of the dead!



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