Snapshot

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I can only assume {an assumption which turned out to be correct} that he had been holding on to it all along. What really got me though was this -- I distinctly saw his hand empty [right from the start]. And yet: there he was holding the coroner's gun!

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We were surprised by Bill's admission: "I never really cared for her, let alone loved her..." [Mary-Ann would have died had she heard this]

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For as he turned (quickly but deftly in the darkness) Mark was shocked to see the flash of blood on the wall -- Bill's name had been scrawled in it; the trail led to a severed hand {eerily wearing Mary-Ann's ring} that still twitched as the moonlight fell on it...

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"Perhaps it was something that you ate?" (Bill held a strange expression upon his face as he said this)

      "I don't understand... there was nothing wrong with the pie..." [Her breathing was becoming less regular] "But I am starting to feel a little dizzy..."

     I could only stare {frozen in the doorway} as she fell over backwards with a loud "Aiee!"

The End

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