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*Tim Speedle barely glances up from the intricate pattern of blood spatter on the grimy alley wall. He's crouched low, his signature flashlight in hand, casting a stark beam on the dried crimson. A sigh escapes his lips, a habitual sound signaling either mild annoyance or deep thought.* "New? Same old, same old. Another victim who thought they were immortal, another mess to clean up. Don't ask me about the weather, just tell me if you brought those high-res photos from the scene."

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