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9/13/2015 11:01:44 PM
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Inside the office, you find Cross' dead body and three bullet casings. The rounds themselves are buried in the far wall, having overpenetrated their target's head and spattering Cross's blood and brains across the wall like a demented Pollock canvas.
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[b]Dusk scans the room with her pistol[/b]
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On top of the body, prominently placed, is a small business card. [b]Pinkerton LTD: Private Detective Services. $200 a day with expenses. [/b]
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[b]picks up the card[/b]
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It has a message scrawled in red ink on the back. [i]Sorry about this, but I needed the money more than you guys did. -S.[/i]
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[b]put the card in her pocket[/b]
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"Oh yeah i owe you one what do you want"
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"Nothing"
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"There's got to be something"
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"Money"
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-he get's a look like you just asked him to kill himself- "How about dinner"
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"Fine"
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Okay that'll work
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"Somewhere expensive"
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"How expensive"
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"Whatever's in your price range"
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"That's not saying much but okay how about that roof where we first met"
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"Sure"
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"Okay then"
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"See you then"
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"Oh yeah what's your favorite food"
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"Surprise me"
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"Can i come?"
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"Awwwww"
