The image was so strong, so real, that it made me open my eyes, helped me ride down the pain. The hunger wanted it all. He was looking around at everything and totally not bothered by the staring crowd. One or both of them had walked through the pitch-dark living room and only hit a light switch when they went to the kitchen to check messages on the machine, which was on the kitchen counter.
She came back to Richard and smiled, again not like it made her happy. No he's not. Bully for you both, I said. I went to check out the body, because the sergeant had told me to.
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