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. 471Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHS93sxJ0fE
He checked his watch. 471Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwQ2LsiCDUz
It was 10:00 AM.471Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ33qOFCf89W
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