Jane Smiled
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Last published Sat, Sep 2, 2023
Apparently Jane's parents are divorced, her mom didn't seem to care about her over the years and her Dad married Denise, Tris mother who husband had died 2 years earlier, They seemed to have a pretty comfortable life and the locals testified positively towards Jane. What they didn't know what that 22 year old Jane, was not killed in a fire but was murdered and drugged brutally. Immediately I entered my car I received a phone call from the hospital, the autopsy reports were ready and emailed to me.
I dialed the inspector
"Hello? Dean, send in the team am on my way there right now " there is something different about this case.
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