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at the nape of her neck, bland grey or
brown pinstripe skirts with a stark white
blouse tucked into it. You know the sort.
They don't have a security system.
None of the houses in neighborhoods like
this do. They don't even lock their doors.
There is nothing to keep out. Nobody to
be afraid of. Again, I have tested this
camped out in the nearby park, watching.
Anyway, back to Finch. He changes
out of his flannel PJs, into grey sweats
