The news surprised him, though. Mr. Door and Mrs. Door had been found dead in their home without any reason. No break-in, no theft, nothing was missing. Everything was orderly put where it was supposed to be put. Heart-attack? Maybe, The police and coroners were investigating. So said the radio. Of course, when he heard the news, he was sitting in his office working and the news gave him a powerful internal happiness. Of course, it was something he hoped for. Something he had waited for so long. Two less, he thought. And he was happy. Something has started. He thought again with a smile of satisfaction. But he was surprised, nevertheless. His words had been listened? He believed so, but he still had hard time to believe it. They were not humanity, they were aa scam. They did not deserve to live. They died. And it was what they deserved. He watched the garden outside the office window. It was February tenth. His birthday. That was a great present made by a great do...
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