Mary Blackwood

Mary Blackwood

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A doctor in an asylum takes a terrible turn of events when one of his patients go missing. Inspector Marta takes Suspects to the tests one by one they each become guilty. But Marta Suspects more. While finding a little girl even Marta becomes more than herself. Will Marta find Mary and bring her back home? Will Mary be able to live safely finally? Will she be able to see the light again? And will inspector Marta take more cases? Or will she retire? These questions are all solved in this new mystery case MARY BLACKWOOD
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