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The Electrocutioner’s Plug
He owned the property, lived alone, and spoke to no one. So had the trust fund that paid the taxes not been pilfered by the accountant no one would have known that Buchinsky had died.
The city wouldn’t have auctioned the property. The new owners wouldn’t have requested a survey. The surveyor wouldn’t have run into the barn in a sudden thunderstorm. The petrified body of Buchinsky wouldn’t have been found in the antique electric chair.
But if the key to the cellar hadn’t been labeled “grave,” the bones from practicing his suicide on unsuspecting vagrants wouldn’t have been discovered.
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