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  <title>Nightingale</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/837944/Rhythm-of-Four'&gt;Rhythm of Four&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Horror/'&gt;Horror&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Supernatural/Mystery&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 4,276, Reviews: 2, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Zoey Nightingale was used to gruesome murders. She'd seen more Biters and Bleeders than any cop on the Force. Unfortunately, she wasn't a cop anymore and this wasn't a Biter or a Bleeder. This was something new, darker and more dangerous. Something human.</summary>
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