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Someone was dead. The harsh reality was that there was a killer among them, and if they wanted to survive, theyâd have to find the culprit. No matter how painful, they had to push on. How absurdly routine this kind of thing had become. Touko didnât know if she wanted to laugh or scream or throw herself in the river.Â
Maybe sheâll talk to someone. To distract from her impending nervous breakdown.
âDid you know her?â Touko had glimpsed his expression when theyâd discovered the body. It was the horror and grief of someone who recognized the victim. No one she knew was here, it was for the better that they werenât, but that didnât make the circumstances any easier to bear.Â
âSo, did she have any enemies or...?â










