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Co thankfully hung on the coat rack
despite the number of times I told him not
to.
“Can I get you something to drink
Detective?”
"Oh, uhm, it's Creed, and coffee
would be great."
I smile. “Would you give me a
minute?”
"I could join you in the kitchen. Save
time." He looks awkward and out of
