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their good-byes. "Only be a minute."
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club complex, itself a part of a megamall -- Connie again reviewed what
she knew about Kim. Twenty-five, no wedding ring, attended to keep
herself limber and in shape, and <A HREF="http://www.osakagirls.com/?model=momoe-mori" TARGET="_top">Momoe Mori</A> worked as a public relations
assistant for a large wine and spirit importer in New York. She'd moved
into the area from the Midwest a few months before. <A HREF="http://www.osakagirls.com/?model=momoe-mori" TARGET="_top">Momoe Mori</A>'s emergency
notification phone number was in Wisconsin and the name to be notified
Kim was waiting just outside the door of the club. A trenchcoat,
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