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...will you be so kind as to provide me with a few places where I might look for a murderer? The mirror's a great place to start

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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the United States of America
Julie Fortune
Roxanne Longstreet Conrad
Roxanne Longstreet
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