“Is there anything else, any other details?” I asked. “Even the smallest thing might help me. What were you…I mean your dead body…what was it lying on? A floor of some kind? Grass? Blacktop?” She thought for a moment, shook her head. “Can’t say. The only other thing was the man, the dead man.” I sat up straighter on the sofa. “You mean another…corpse?” “Next to me…next to my body. He was sort of tumbled on his side, one arm twisted behind his back.” “Were there other victims?” Stormy asked. “Maybe. I didn’t see any but him.” “Did you recognize him?” “Didn’t get a look at his face. It was
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