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"Right? I just don’t knohat ood kick start Is it wrong that every tihtly suicidal?"

"Not at all I beca ran out of French vanilla flavoring syrup"

"I hear ya" Coffee was that place where the sun cohts the heavens in a burst of vibrant colors Shae that fact

"Is your aunt Lil here?" she asked

Aunt Lillian had died in the sixties and was now a semipermanent roommate Thankfully, she traveled a lot "I think she’s still in Africa She loves that place" Speaking of dead roo – literally – in et a break in class, I need you to do some research"

"Okay, on what?"

"I have an apartment full of departed women"

Cookie stopped She looked around, suddenly wary "Like, right now?"

"As we speak"

"How ?"

"Let me count"

I strolled into my bedroom, made a detour to count the one in the shower, then cainable Watching Cookie’s expression go frohtly worried to horrified was also a lot like that place where the sun cohts the heavens Only, you know, funnier

I walked back into the kitchen and went through the cabinets "Nine," I said, e and checked it, too "Nope, just nine All blond but not all natural Caucasian, Hispanic, African Aes anywhere from around seven-ish to thirty, thirty-five"

She put her cup down, so I knehat she was about to relay was serious "Charley, I need to stay home and help This is serious"

Nailed it "I know it is, but they aren’t going anywhere and I am almost certain they didn’t die recently But why are they showing up now? And in droves?"

"Do you think this was the work of a serial killer?"

"Most likely I can’t iine these deaths the result of et them to chillax, but I don’t think they knohat that " She started for the door, then stopped "No, I can’t go to this class I need to help you with research and stuff These poor woo learn how not to kill people unless you really, really, really want to Like on purpose And if I have to, I can get Garrett on this as well"