March. Brallon
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"It won't be like Hotel Cortez. That was messy, now was it?" He laughed weakly. "There will be no tattletale maids or a suicide pact." He sighed, taking a sip out of the chilled whiskey in his hand. "James Patrick March is merely a blueprint for today's killers."
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