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...From Sue Grafton’s FM is for Fifteen Murders: It was a dark rainy night as I entered the courtyard of Lowell House, a dormitory by the Charles River. I was looking for a girl. I found her—sprawled across some sort of magazine printed on newsprint. She was dead. Dead. And judging by the way the blood was creeping across the pages of the (most amusing) broadsheet, her fifteen minutes had run out very recently indeed...
Which son of a liberal columnist and rising star at a so-called humor magazine got a Crimson executive kicked out of 14 Plympton by the Ad Board after a quarrel in the Dunster courtyard? The not-so-funny man claimed to have been roughed-up by the broadsheet’s moneyman, but the allegations appear dubious at best. An appeal was denied, but the last laugh is still pending...
...elect Matthew J. Glazer ’06, he embarked on a late-night swiping mission to identify every house entryway that restricted keycard access to its residents only. He found that along with the total lockout at the Lowell main gate, Dunster allows nonresident access only to its courtyard and dining hall during later hours—strange since the latter connects to all entries through the basement. Also, Pfoho restricts universal access during certain hours to only the first of its two main doors. Thus nonresidents who swipe into Pfoho at these times are left sandwiched...
...Officers were sent to Eliot House to investigate a report of people being loud and throwing bottles out the window and into the courtyard. Officers checked the area and all was quiet...
Lawson stays downstairs while Bellavia scours the first floor for more insurgents. A string of rapid-fire single shots ring out. Then silence. Then a low, pained moaning. The two soldiers waiting in the courtyard call out to Bellavia, "Hey, Sergeant Bell," but get no response. "Sergeant Bell is not answering," a message is shouted back to the platoon members across the street. "We need more guys." The platoon's other staff sergeant, Colin Fitts, 26, steps up. "Let's go," he says...