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He didn't flinch when the met­al roof popped on the far side of the trail­er. Just kept look­ing out­side, eyes lev­el, gaze steady. Fin­ger­tips rest­ing light­ly on the win­dowsill.  Cops has been watch­ing Lester from the pine for­est out back … Con­tin­ue read­ing →