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Kristine Kathryn Rusch
“This is an ordinary, although an atrocious, instance of crime. There is nothing particularly outré about it.”
—Edgar Allan Poe
“The Mystery of Marie Rogêt”
In the end, it was his hands she vowed to remember—if, indeed, she would be able to remember anything. His hands—reaching, grabbing, pinching, pulling, clutching her neck so tightly, she couldn’t pry them free. She’d read somewhere that she shouldn’t struggle, that she had to let him think she was dead.