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Officers Chana and Kiam burst through the door, pistols drawn as Dt. Anderson pulled up to the house. He slammed the car door twice as hard as necessary. Needless to say, was annoyed. Thanks to nasty interference from media and the general public his superiors were so far up his ass he was he was growing horns. He had a file on his desk of two missing twenty some things, one of whom had been found dead behind her apartment building and the other would probably be found in a similar fashion. However, instead of hunting for a killer he was stuck having to track a runaway.

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