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  • The Inspector stood over the body, his fingers grasping his chin as he analyzed what he was seeing. He glanced towards the bench, where the gloves and hat lay, shook his head, and looked back down at the body. “Someone put a lot of thought and care into how they left this poor man?” “Sir?”

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