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An ugly, sick smile began to play with the corners of Charlie Frazier's mouth. |
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Revenge was going to be doubly sweet. |
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The last one could only be for good old Theodore. He hoped that the Sixkill woman was right, that no matter how he selected the jars, each would be appropriate. Theodore deserved something very, very special. |
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He ended up parking on a deserted side street almost two blocks from the club. He locked his car, turned up his collar and began trudging through the snow. As he walked through the front door of the Crystal Club, he made his selections. He knew which ones they would get. |
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