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conversations.value: the first three paragraphs for a book with the title 'The Face of Evil'. End with the sentence ' Fury combined with the fear paralyzing her, making her want to scream.'.
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conversations.value: The Face of Evil
  Deputy Chief Jess Harris closed her notepad and placed her pencil on the shiny conference table. Her heart thudded so hard it made her chest hurt.
  Another young woman was missing, Monica Atmore, a legal secretary in Montgomery. This time there were no games. No question as to who the victim was. The twenty-five year old hadn't come home on Friday night. Her husband reported her missing first thing Saturday morning.
  No need to look any farther. Monica Atmore was with Eric Spears aka the Player—one of the most prolific serial killers on the planet. The one obsessed with Jess. The one who wanted to destroy all that she loved. He sent photos of his victims to her just to taunt her. Fury combined with the fear paralyzing her, making her want to scream.
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conversations.value: another paragraph
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conversations.value: Jess was the one heaving a big sigh now. "Just because no one ever caught him killing a puppy when he was a kid doesn't mean he didn't."
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conversations.value: the last four paragraphs
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conversations.value: Gina hesitated at the door and gave Jess a nod. Jess wasn't going to second guess her decision to ask for Gina's help. Certainly, the reporter hadn't climbed to the top in Birmingham without walking over a few bodies. But it was a risk Jess had to take.
  Dan shook his head. "It's Sunday. With the briefing over there's nothing else we can do here. What do you say we go someplace where we can relax for a little while?"
  Part of her resisted. How could she relax when Spears was out there, planning his next move... his next murder? She stilled. No. Dan had the right idea. They wouldn't even be in the office on Sunday if not for the special briefing Gant had called. There was nothing else she could do today. She and Dan had no promise of tomorrow but this moment was theirs. She didn't intend to take a single minute of her time with the man she loved for granted.
  Dan came around to her side of the desk and drew her into his arms. "I love you, Jess. If it's the last thing I do, I will protect you and our child."