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Georgie was at the counter of Branton University’s admissions office for almost ten minutes before anyone came to see what she wanted. She wouldn’t have minded if they had been busy, but they weren’t; she could see three people in the back office, and only one of them was doing anything.
“How can I help you?”
“Detective Constable Georgius.” She showed her warrant card. “I need to identify some students, I’m hoping you can help.” Georgie was glad it was Les Carrow who had finally come forward to help her; she didn’t know him well, she had not had much cause to deal with him during her time at the university, but she did know that he was generally considered more helpful than the average employee of the admissions office.
“Come on through.” Les Carrow opened the security door and led
