Benoit makes plans in his mind, thinks over one well-paid case, should he even do that or not. However his brain needs coffee and sugar. He walks to a cafe to have his lunch break there. The leery interrogator sees a shape of human slowly walking out the park. It was you, so dirty, bloody, messy. You don’t put attention on a man walking by. Benny lifts up his gun and points on you. “Oh dear, stop right there! Don’t produce even a single move!
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