The Witness
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Last published Wed, Feb 2, 2022
Katherine Johnson witnessed the murder of her boss Ian Lockheed, she didn't run, she didn't scream, she just stood there, partly in shock, partly looking into the ocean blue eyes of the murderer. In his eyes she didn't see hatred she saw innocence. How could the eyes of someone capable of murder hold such pure innocence and in her moment of hesitation she was caught
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