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Chapter thirty dead men tells no tales

The rain poured down harder as I aimlessly walked . I thought about everything was finding out the surgeoun's identity worth this I lost margo, Clayton, and everything in between. The reporter inside me screamed "yes finding out the truth is worth all this trouble." 

In  my aimless stroll I found my self at the highland cemetery at the center of the city. I touched each headstone as I made my way towards the center. In the distance I seen a figure burying something in the pouring rain.this is shady work to be doing on a night like this . I grabbed my phone to call the police or just anyone. No service I flicked my phone a few times but the battery died.  even if I get a recording I wouldn't live for anyone to hear it.  I got closer to the unmarked grave sight at I seen the distinctive ring an huge ruby gem on an silver  setting . I distinctly remember juice wore the same one at our last meeting. It felt like ages ago that we had met in the coffee shop

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