He said his name was Harper Addison. Kind of an antiquated name for the 70s, but
there you go. He was poking around the
murder scene and talked about some really weird things. He couldn’t hold him for anything, but he
seemed like a prime suspect…
…except I did a little digging and found something really
weird. According to the Hall of Records,
there have been dozens of Harper Addisons popping up every now and then. Every single one of them is a different race
and sex. The guy I saw was a white
fellow, but there was a black woman in the forties sharing the name. Even further back was a Chinaman and some
lady near the Border. What really gets
me, though, is that in all the color pictures, the different Harpers have the
same eyes. The same strange black-blue.
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