“I’d like you to explain this drawing to me, Mr. Elks,” Jane said. “And speak loudly enough so I can get this on tape to take to my lawyer.” Jane couldn’t afford a lawyer, but she nonetheless set the Sanyo on the table in front of her and pressed record.  A slightly shorter version of

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She had to get to work. It was that thought that kept her moving against the tide of people pushing past her on Sixth Avenue. She had overslept and now she had to get to work. Her cell phone rang and she ducked back away from the crowds pushing against her path. Knowing who it

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