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The negotiator

the hostage taker demanded to speak with his attorney, as she arrived in the fading hours of the afternoon, the car came slowly down the street, weaving through the crowd of onlookers and police vehicles. As she stepped from the car, you could see the top of her legs and the lace of her slip from under her skirt. A surprisingly slender woman with dark hair and a misterious look about her that beckoned for attention. The negotiator approached her and the two slipped into the communications van. Minutes later she appeared again, as the officers claimed she was there over the loud speaker. Would she be able to persuade him to come out? Would she suffer the fate of Perkins?

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