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just had this feeling, you know that I was
being watched."
“Poems?”
"Yes, dark stuff, about secrets. I
didn't think anything of it at first, but then
it became obvious this person was trying
to tell me something."
“Mrs. Finley -”
"Just Sin," I tell him.
“Sin. We can have someone hang
around your home, just for observation,
