it was cold the night the full moon rose. february cold in the desert valley that spilled down from reno, nevada. in that night the wind in the dead of night worried the gray ends of winter grass, up the driveway around the kosher past the unlocked door. something evil afoot. something here inside where the moon peered through the window and into the master bedroom. a little after 3:00 in the morning. it s really, really bad. what s really bad? my husband. strange, the things that happen to people under a full moon. good people, not so good people. under that moon that night, it was hard to tell which was which, who was who. this was a case built on lies
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stranger still was who the killer ultimately turned out to be. here s keith morrison with while they were sleeping. it was cold the night the full moon rose, february cold in the desert valley that spilled down from reno, nevada. in that moonlight all silver pe pale, the wind whipped and cried up the driveway, round the corner of the house, whistled past the unlocked door, something evil afoot, something here inside. the moon peered through the window and into the master bedroom. a little after 3:00 in the morning. it s really, really bad. what s really bad? my husband. strange, the things that happen to people under a full moon. good people, not so good people. under that moon that night, it
stranger still, was who the killer ultimately turned out to be. harris keith morrison with while they were sleeping . it was cold, the night the full moon rose. february cold. in the desert valley that spilled down from reno, nevada. and in that moonlight, all silver, sale, the wind in the dead of night. with ten cried up the dry. round the corner of the house. past the unlocked door. something evil afoot. something here, inside. when the moon appeared through the window and into the master bedroom. a little after three in the morning. it s really, really bad. what s really bad? my husband. strange, the things that happened to people under a full moon. good people?