Something is wrong with Fitzroy. He wasn't snarling, he was just... off. Extremely off. And I'll begrudge the ...romance writer a lot of things, but he isn't nuts.
That being said, I'll be out for the next... until this shit is over.
So I imagine in this place that public attention is pretty fluid, with things like yesterday running around (nice baritone, Fitzroy), so I’ll ask before anyone starts dancing: what’s this about the police force
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[Detective-Sergeant Michael Celluci had his hands out. In one was a cup of coffee, in the other was a set of car keys. He was standing in a way that would lead the average observer to believe that he had been about to step into his car, when the car had disappeared. The confused look on his face backed up this train of classification
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