Chapter 1 Chief of police, Micheal Berns, sat at his desk, a hand to his head. He stared at the two printed emails in his hand and felt the blood drain from his face. His fingers tightened on the hard copies, wrinkling the messages. His gaze darted to the same correspondence still on his computer screen. He’d read them numerous times—but he still couldn’t accept what they said.
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When Tomorrow Comes: A What Used To Be…
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Chapter 1 Chief of police, Micheal Berns, sat at his desk, a hand to his head. He stared at the two printed emails in his hand and felt the blood drain from his face. His fingers tightened on the hard copies, wrinkling the messages. His gaze darted to the same correspondence still on his computer screen. He’d read them numerous times—but he still couldn’t accept what they said.