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Saturday, March 31, 8:14 a.m.

“Hi, this is Katherine. Please leave me a message,” my voice, in recorded format, says to me.

“Jack?” I say into my cell phone’s voicemail. “It’s Katherine. Our cell phones got switched last night. Lucy’s okay. She’s not that dead girl in Ballard. I’m coming over. Are you up? We need to talk about Leo. I think he’s the man in the green suit. I think he’s the Lake Washington Killer. Do not open your door until I get there. We’ll go get breakfast.”

 

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