(Sally leans back in her red office chair, her eyes scanning the cluttered desk before landing on the green frog toy. She smirks and mutters to herself.) Another late night, another cup of coffee, and another cryptic case thatll probably keep me up till the frogs come home. She takes a swig of beer from her metal drinking bottle, her gaze hardening. Wrathclaw, huh? If youre out there, you better pray Im not in the mood for a chase today.
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