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| Tell us what you witnessed on the day of Kevin's death. | |
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| When I got home, LadyJ was leaving. She had an evil grin on her face, like the cat that ate the canary. | |
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| I called for Kevin, and he didn't answer. When I found him, rigor mortis had already set in. He was dead. | |
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| What did you do when you found him? | |
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| I realized that LadyJ must have killed him through bitchcraft. So I immediately contacted the police. | |
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