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cup of coffee, taking a sip from his drink.
〝 albert found defensive wounds, binding on the wrists. he stated that the killer must have leaned in for a kiss before.. 〞
nodding towards the evidence, a sigh leaving him.
what she had in mind, which is the same he had in his own mind for the past few weeks, ever since his dreams started up again. they always did, have a different sense than reality.. like another puzzle for him, which he always loved.
dale's hands reached out for his +
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his own eyes followed the doctor's own towards the twine, head tilting to the side.
〝 was told that there was writing on the wall in blood, killer's blood. 'fire, walk with me.' might mean something with that, too. 〞
dale spoke plainly, course, he knew +
least. you? sounds like you don't like your job. 〞
a soft chuckle, grabbing his flask, slipping it in his coat pocket.
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oh, he wouldn't say enjoying. there's good parts of this life, and bad. though he supposes that's most. can't have it all sunshine if there isn't something on the other side.
〝 well, that depends on my work here and where it takes me. but most likely, at +


















