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Case Closed
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Ongoing, First published Nov 23, 2014
"NEVER underestimate the abilities of a person you don’t know well enough."

That was what swam in their heads for the hundredth time, lying on the cold ground or pacing back and forth behind bars. They were just students striving to survive senior year, but as others say, you couldn’t and wouldn’t predict the future, or read someone else’s mind. They were smart… incredibly smart for their age.

But he was intelligent.
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