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Chapter 5
Chapter Five The station is buzzing more than usual when I arrive. News of the stitched body has spread overnight and now everyone wants a piece of it. I'm not sure how they managed to keep it as quiet as they did until now. It seems like the station is less of a gossip hub than I first thought. My hands are full with the hot drinks I’m bringing for Ambrose and myself, so I smile at the receptionist as I make my way inside the bureau, trying to catch as much of the passing gossip as I can. It only takes me a few minutes to get to Ambrose's office. Everyone here has seen me around enough to know where I'm going and who I'm here to see. The door to his office is open but he’s not alone. A slender woman is propped up on his desk, her dress tight around her crossed legs. A scowl jumps to
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