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Lucifer's Kill
"Copy that! On my way," Frank replied. On hearing this, Mike and Gold became curious as they offered to go with Frank. "Are you coming?" Mike asked Peter. "My ass is going nowhere until Lucifer is sent back to hell," Peter replied. "What's is he talking about?" Frank asked staring at Peter. "It's nothing, we should get going," Mike replied. Driving downtown, Frank pulled over next to Mike's coffee shop as his colleagues signaled him with a wave of the hand. "Is this not Mike's coffee shop?" Frank asked sternly. "It is, and now considered an act of crime scene," said the first officer as Mike and Gold walks in. "What happened here?" Mike asked as a blood trail littered all over the entrance of his coffee shop. "You should tell us what the hell happened here. This is the coffee shop you inh
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