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I hate when you find them in the morgue.

Jean-Paul and I found my missing girl in a morgue up in northern Maine today. We handed the cops everything we had on the stalker along with her identity. They're going to pull the dental records to confirm and give me a call. We convinced them to let me tell the parents.

I'll be back in town some time tomorrow and I'll meet up with her parents at their soonest convenience once I am. Then? There will be drinking. Possibly a lot of it.

See you guys when I get back. (Jean-Paul will be back some time tonight. He's flying back, but I'm crashing here for the night and then driving back early in the morning.)