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Good Cop

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Good Cop

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adam holwerda
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“Whatcha think’s under all that snow?” Gabe asked his beat partner Mike as he drove. They rolled through Southie, heat blasting in the cruiser. The edges of the windows crackled with ice. It was new dark, temperature falling fast. Snowstorm in progress, with another six inches on the way.

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Short story

Words
3,400
Time to read
~15 minutes
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