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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Beingchased was nothing like in the movies. The actors looked so sexy and seemed tobe in command of the situation. Not me! My face was blood red. My chest wasburning. My feet were hitting the asphalt thundering like an antelope beingchased by a pack of lions. I could hear him behind me; it s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>In front of the door to the District Attorney&amp;rsquo;s Office building, she stopped dead in her tracks. The man behind her sidestepped her just in time as not to collide with her and cursed. Not paying attention to her surroundings, she closed her eyes, and everything around her turned to black. Froz..</description>
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			<title>Red Scarf</title>
			<description>Amy Bishop is special and only a handful of people know how special, but all she wants, is to live a normal life, to find a place where she belongs, but when a serial killer threatens to rip her world</description>
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