Warm winds flapped at DC O’Hara’s windbreaker as she knelt beside the body. She looked up at the pale and frightened woman who found him. “Did you touch anything?” she asked.
“No,” the woman gulped. “I mean, he’s obviously dead. I dialed 911 and got away from him.”
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