Marshall's fingers wrap around the metal cord and yank, sending the shutters tumbling down across the window. Blinking in the gloom, he sits heavily on a conference chair and bows his head down, resting his cheek against the cool wooden table.
There are words trapped inside him, suspicions and secrets. And as much as Marshall
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Can't wait for part 2!
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Gah, Barney's job! Hopefully Marshall doesn't do anything stupid...
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What a chilling start. I like ;)
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