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He Poured Beer Down My Jacket And Demanded My Call Sign Until He Realized Who I Really Was

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supposed to, and I didn’t know what to do with it yet.

My jacket was on the passenger seat. The beer smell had almost faded. My hospital badge lay beside it, and next to that, the empty plastic cup Jake had sent out with fresh ice and an apologetic expression after I finished giving my statement. The ice had long since melted into clear water.

I sat continue reading …

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