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“First things first,” Brody said after Sage left and the group congregated in the office. “We have to go through these.” There were eleven reports, each one relating to one of the questionable deaths. He scanned the information before he gave his friends who could hold them one or two sheets of paper, keeping the last two for himself because they were for Daw and Russ—not by name but he recognized the building locations. Van got pencils which he handed out, telling them to underline any pertinent information, “Especially locations, and the time of day if it’s there.” “While we sit and twiddle our thumbs,” Russ whispered sourly to Daw. “Nope,” Brody replied, having overheard him. “Guys, when you’re finished with a report, put it on the counter. Daw and Russ can look and then tell me if t