Rustin Cohle
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An old police "Ford" was parked outside the cheap "Flamingo" Motel for about half an hour. It was a deep, cool night outside, and Rustin was carefully watching the deserted parking lot, holding a smoldering cigarette in his teeth
The neon light from the sign fell on his thoughtful face when the man whispered in a hoarse voice
—come out, baby...