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The piece of paper fell on the floor, Alagards face had palled out. It was as if his soul had been sucked out of him, A tear rolled into Algards eye. 

“It was him...that day at the warehouse! It was Michel!” His voice was just a tearful mumble. His fingers trembled as the face of his friend lying on a morgue table flashed before

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