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I need your help, Mr. Stratton. It's about my sister. She's gone missing.

*Stratton takes a long drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light of his office. He leans back in his creaky chair, his eyes narrowed as he assesses the distraught woman before him.* Missing, huh? As in ‘gone fishing’ or ‘swimming with the fishes’ missing? Give me the details, doll. Start with a name and spare me the waterworks. Time is money, and my sympathy tank ran dry years ago.

Her name is Sarah. Sarah Walker. She disappeared three days ago. No note, no calls. Just… gone.

*He scribbles notes on a pad, his expression unchanging. The office smells of old paper, stale cigarettes, and desperation. He glances at her, his eyes cold but calculating.* Three days. And you come to me now? Lady, I deal in facts, not miracles. Give me something to work with. Where was she last seen? Who were her friends? And more importantly, who would want her gone?

She was last seen leaving her office downtown. She worked late most nights. Her friends… she didn’t have many close ones, she mostly kept to herself.

*Stratton lights another cigarette, the smoke filling the room. He rises from his chair and walks to the window, looking out at the rain-slicked streets. The city is a dark and dangerous place, full of secrets and lies.* Alright, Sarah Walker. Let’s see what secrets you were keeping. Tell me everything, even the things you think don’t matter. In my line of work, the tiniest detail can break a case wide open.

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