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The Librarian…22

“Don’t do it,” said Gabriel, sitting perfectly still. Detective Stone was in the midst of an internal crisis.  He wanted to shoot Gabriel, he really did, but he had never actually held a gun to anyone’s head and just…pulled the … Continue reading

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The Librarian…21

“You okay?” asked the Librarian, holding out her hand to help the detective get off the cement. He took it and said, “Yeah.  Just a little surprised, I guess.  People aren’t supposed to have wings.” “That’s true.  But, we aren’t … Continue reading

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The Librarian…20

“Did you mean it when you said we were telling Detective Stone what we are?” asked Dusa. “I did.” “Do you think that’s a good idea?” “Only one way to find out,” said the Librarian. “We made quite a mess … Continue reading

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The Librarian…19

The detective gathered his wits, however many or few there were, and ran after the women.  He had them in sight when they…simply disappeared.  He stopped and looked around, but they were gone. The picture turned to ash in the … Continue reading

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The Librarian…18

The photograph was laying on the counter when they returned from lunch.  Surprisingly, the detective had not followed them.  They thought that he might, so they had ordered an extra-large, thin crust, extra crispy, pizza with lots of cheese, mushrooms, … Continue reading

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The Librarian…17

“So, neither of you knows who this guy is?” asked detective Stone, holding up a picture of Terrance Gordon. The Librarian and Dusa shook their heads. “This is the third body left outside this building, in a matter of days.” … Continue reading

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The Librarian…16

“You don’t look so good,” said the Librarian.  “Shouldn’t you still be in the hospital?” “My brother is dead,” said the pale man, leaning against the library counter. “You said that on the phone.” “It’s your fault.” “Actually, it’s not.  … Continue reading

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