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Not according to this,” Jazz said, taking the report. “No evidence of sexual activity or anything like it.””Well, there’s that,” Howie said, sounding relieved. Jazz wondered at that – was it really so much better to be unmolested, but still murdered in a horrible fashion? To die in pain and terror, stripped, left in a field, your fingers cut off? But as long as you weren’t raped, well, that was alright, then? Did it really matter at that point?
