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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 10:38 am
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 11:39 pm
Ed searched his quadrant, Zaire and Zelda both out and heeled to opposite sides. Both looked sharply in the same direction and broke into a run. Ed, trusting their sharper ears, followed. A man pelted out of an alley and raced off in the opposite direction. Grabbing his radio from his belt, Ed quickly called in the fleeing suspect's description and location, then returned his attention to what his dogs were focused on. Approaching the alley they were standing at the mouth of, Ed looked down the concrete corridor.
"Claire Woodson?" Ed asked the small blond girl. The masked and cloaked figure with the creepy mask was between Ed and the girl, and Ed had the sudden feeling that she was what made the man run.
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