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I've replayed that Tuesday morning on Ontario Street so many times I could probably recite the exact

My name's Doug Fenwick, and I've been driving that stretch of Meridian Street in downtown Cleveland

There's a version of this story where I'm the villain, and I get it — I really do.

I work the front desk at a legal mediation office in downtown Cleveland. Fourteen years on the job.

That morning the alarm clock didn't go off — it just gave up — and Bartholomew Reyes shot out of

Marcus Webb was forty minutes late for his shift at the distribution center in Albany, New York, and he'

I'm on a temporary rotation right now—rear-echelon assignment, regular rack time, actual weekends.

I work the front desk at Pima County Animal Care on Friday nights. Four years now. I've seen dogs

My name is Barbara Wilkins, and for twenty-one years I've been waitressing at a diner near Union

Marcus Whitfield told his brother the whole plan on the phone, right down to the date they'