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I grouped my fellow employees into three categories: the plebes, the damned, and the demons.H.D. Smith
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I eyed the sheriff. “So I better be breathing when He finds me.” “Who the hell are you talking about?” the sheriff blurted. I chuckled. The postman sneered at the sheriff. “She means the Demon King. The Devil. This is a phone from Hell–the real one.H.D. Smith