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Willow tapped her pencil thoughtfully on her lower lip. "Anyone else?"
Xander squinted in concentration. "Yeah, that one kid who lived on Pine. Brandon, I think? Last name was Wail or something?"
"Oh." Willow sat up, tucked her hair behind her ear. "Brendan Wall."
"Yeah. Him. Since when does slipping in the bathtub require a closed casket?"
"Definitely suspicious. I agree – probably a demon-y cause of death." Willow wrote down his name. "It's amazing, huh? That's two dozen."
Two dozen and one, thought Xander. Neither of them could bring themselves to add Jesse to the roster of the not-so-accidental dead.