I sit at my usual table in the corner of the small café, going through my files again and again. There must be something I've missed. A detail I haven't paid enough attention to.. I turn the page, my brows furrowed in concentration. I sip my black coffee while I read. It's cheap and tastes like crap, but I don't mind. At least the caffeine keeps me awake. I can't remember when I last slept. The Trickster doesn't let me catch my breath.. I sigh and take another big sip. "What have I missed.."
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