“That’s what you get for séance chicanery in our town!”
Louis glared back, black-eyed and beaten behind bars.
The sheriff locked him in. “Apport yourself outta’ there! I dare you!”
Louis watched him leave.
He coughed-up a bloody key and unlocked the cell door.
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