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Chasing Polaroids
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    LECTURAS 438
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    Votos 38
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  • WpView
    LECTURAS 438
  • WpVote
    Votos 38
  • WpPart
    Partes 6
  • WpHistory
    Hora 1h 20m
Continúa, Has publicado abr 30, 2020
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After Jemma's latest kill goes wrong, she meets Eva, a single mother from around the block. As the Las Vegas Police start to gather more and more evidence, she decides that one way to keep herself safe is to romance Eva for cover. But, this takes her on an emotional ride, as her tenure as the Polaroid Killer grows ever stronger. 
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Eddie Hadwick -- a sleazy veteran of the police force -- is tasked with investigating the Polaroid Killer. As time passes, unsolved cases and threats from the Department pressure him, leaving his reputation in the LVMPD in shambles. Will he get to the deeper truth of this case?
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