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porch of the house, his head in his hands.
"Sir, excuse me, are you Dennis Seigel?" Jim asked as he slowly walked up the stairs.
Dennis looked up from his hands, wiped the tears from his face, and nodded his face. "Yes, who are you?"
"My name is Jim Ramsey. I know this is a very difficult time for you, but do you think maybe you'd be able to answer a few questions when I'm done taking a look inside."


"Yeah, whatever you need." Dennis replied.
As Jim passed Dennis on the stairs, he patted him on the shoulder. Dennis seemed not to acknowledge it, and Jim continued into the house.
When he confronted the body, it was still in the same place as it had been when Dennis had found it. The paramedics were beside the body, running a few tests. All results proved to be the same: she was dead. The death was labeled as a combination of a heart attack and a broken neck.
"So what do we got Jim?" Somebody asked from behind Ramsey. He turned around to see who asked the question, and it was Tom Miller. Ramsey stood up, and began to walk with Tom.
"Well, it looks as if Tracey was at the top of the staircase when she had the heart attack, and then she fell and broke her neck."
Ramsey and Tom were then interrupted by one of the paramedics.
"Excuse me officers, but I just noticed something that I thought should be brought to your attention. Would you follow me please?"
"What is it?" Ramsey asked.
"I don't quite know how to explain it. Just please follow me."
Ramsey and Tom exchanged a look, and then began to follow the paramedic. He led them into the living room, where he then pointed at the computer screen.
"I found this kind of odd. I mean, with what is says and everything. It hasn't been touched, so you don't have to worry about the fingerprints of any of my men."
"Thank you, this is very important." Ramsey said as he gave the paramedic a nod that told him that he could take over from there.
Tom looked bewildered. "What is so important about this? I don't understand."
"Yeah, well, take a closer look at the screen." Ramsey said while pointing in the direction of the computer.
Tom walked over, took a closer look, and then asked, "All right, it says death clock, and in the word that's flashing is terminated. You can't think that this is somehow connected. It's probably coincidental."
"I'd be thinking the same way as you if I didn't know what I know. You remember that day in the station after we left Lucy Knoll's house?"
"Yeah, you were acting pretty out of it, but I figured


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