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The paramedics soon arrived, and everyone moved out of the way to give them space to work on the woman, who was swiftly provided with proper bandaging and moved into the ambulance headed to St Michael’s hospital. Cory answered all the questions asked by the black officer, who looked too sophisticated and polite to be in the police uniform. “Just call me Philip. Do you mind if I call you Cory?” Cory didn’t mind. He was tired and confused. The short officer went to talk to Cory’s friends, who were starting to sober up because of what they had witnessed, but remained too confused to make any sense of the night. “Can you describe him?” Philip asked. “No, it was too dark, just a flash.” It didn’t take long to be obvious that none of the information was helpful except that it had to be a man or a powerful woman to send the girl flying out the door. Tomasso finished off with the stripper drunks. He looked up at the entrance to the building and began looking for cameras. Nothing. How could there not be a surveillance camera in this day and age? How does that happen? He[…]” Excerpt From: Silva Redigonda. “The Internet Murders.” iBooks.