Excuse me, ladies. She didn't want to. Forty-eight years of partnership over in the time it took a car to skidout of control on an icy road. She had ceased to feel her smaller toes as the cold leeched upthrough the thin soles of her boots.
You were here untilwhat time Eight-fifteen. That's news, too. The din in the restaurant drowned out individual words. To be agood cop---that was all she had ever really wanted.
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