Fruit of the poisoned tree, thelawyers called it. Fletcher had been teaching class at the time of the kidnapping. She couldn't see a futurefor them. And now I have control of nothingBecause of thatone moment in time, my life is flying apart.
lleyepreserved for all eternity on a walnut plaque above the file cabinets,cigar butt sticking out of his ugly fish mouth. She stood there, waiting, silent, patient. A handful of seconds. He saw Fletcher's body dropping from twenty feet up.
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