Epilogue
The killer watched the bitter city's lamps. He wore grey gloves on his hands; he remembered Ann Arbor, which was serene, it wasn't like Detroit, which was the American state's car hub. He breathed in and out; he walked to the University of Michigan, and he knew where his victims lived. Or went too. He had read about the killers across America, like the Zodiac Killer in California, and San Francisco. He brought a new warm sweater, blue flared jeans, a black belt, green and red socks, as well as grey hunting boots. 528Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNBBWEm4ycO
He checked his watch. 528Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5oub8Pfah1
It was 10:00 AM.528Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ86yU93L3MK
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