Suspense
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Vancouver's Stanley Park peninsula hunched its granite shoulders against an early November storm. Relentless rain and gale-force winds howled in from the ocean. West Enders knew that something terrible was going to happen. They stayed indoors and waited anxiously.
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Charlie, this isn't about a lonely guy who wants you to tell him it's okay to have a cyberskin love doll as his fantasy date. There's a murderer out there. We can't handle this on our own.
