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The Man With No Name

The deep throbbing pain ran inside my skull, a ring came rushing threw my very thick and empty skull leaving me to roll over and smash my ribs into the corner of the desk.

I had awoken to a busy Saturday. Everyone was rushing from west to east in no ordinary fashion.
I was surprised to see a note stuck on my edge of my desk. laying there just starring with its blacken words.

If i had awoken a little early or maybe if i didn’t pass out i would have seen the woman who had slipped it on my desk.

Once again a note from my good old friend.
The man with no name.

He had made me run threw hoops all week long, i wonder if he was just toying with me so i can get distracted from an earlier case so he can make a getaway.

Whatever the case may be.
He was slowly getting on my very last nerves.
I had not join the force to waste my time digging inside boxes after boxes to look at some old cases.

I had not wanted to look at the very note i had just slipped it in my desk and waited for something better to happen.

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