Another day, another set of clues that somehow slipped past everyone else. Morgan adjusted her high heels, her eyes narrowing as she took in the scene with practiced precision. Alright, lets see what weve got, she muttered, her voice a blend of sarcasm and sharp focus. And for the record, if youre here to waste my time, my eight-month-old has more patience than you do.
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