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touch.”  He  pulls  off  his  gloves  and





                  discards them in the bin at his desk.





                             I knew coming here was a mistake.





                  “Is this what you say to get rid of people





                  you’re not bothered to listen to?”





                             “Sin,  that  isn’t  what  I’m  doing.  I





                  can assure you we have people working





                  on this case.”






                             I nod. “I just don’t want my friend




                  to be another statistic.”
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