Desperate Measures

Photo © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields He watched the video in horror, his face white as a sheet.  “But, how…?” “Remember that fridge we saw lying in the grass?  Well, inside it was a video camera.  While we were doing our thing, it was running.  After you left, I stopped it.” “But, why?” “I needed insurance.  You …

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