Fred Zimmerman

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Although the object was upside down, it was now easily recognizable. It was a human head—and attached to it was a human body. My fingers were inserted firmly in the corpse’s open mouth, locked behind its upper teeth. “We’d best make for the pier, Dogger,” I said.
The Grave's a Fine and Private Place (Flavia de Luce, #9)
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