Crime Scene

But in the same way that rank hath its privileges, money speaketh loudly, whatever the crime.

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Partners in Crime

"we're like partners in crime," said humphrey. "sneaking around, having fun, steeling food from pesky humans to give to the poor, which would be us." lilly laughed at that one. suddenly a cool silvery light lit up the area.

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The Crime

The crime milyi stared down the path where rani had fled. she inhaled the settling dust and felt a gloom settle over her. her chest tightened. she stiffened, stood taller, and made her way around to the front of her home.

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Partners in Crime

The crime scene mock-up offered the only other cover, so she used her free paw and her powerful hindlimbs to propel herself upward through it.

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Identity: Chapter Forty-Seven

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN MIKEY At that moment the crocodile was feeling very smart indeed. Mikey's hotel room had evidentially previously sheltered a female guest, because the room smelled strongly of perfumes, so much that his nose twitched and he...

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9 Crimes

The cold October rain splatters across the colorful visage that the streets wear. He adjusts the collar of his coat, trying to prevent the cold from getting to him. Wind swirls around the street lights, cars, and anyone outside, trying to whisper...

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Identity: Chapter Twenty-Six

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX MIKEY Mikey awoke with a shriek, panting madly, fur on end, eyes bulging. Gasping for breath, he gripped the sheets so tightly he thought he'd rip holes in them, sitting up straight in bed so he could stare into the darkness,...

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Rising Above Petty Crime

**rising above petty crime** _by: dragonien_ soft grunts of effort were the only sounds filtering through the otherwise silent alleyway off of the main market street.

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War crime

"we could see you were ashamed by your crime. you're different than those cruel murderers." and by that, she approached christoph. slowly it became clear that she wasn't human.

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Identity: Chapter Twenty-Eight

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT MIKEY The white Prius was a gift from Joey's grandmother. She'd died two years earlier, and the car had been sitting unused in a car lot since then, as Joey felt it was a yuppie car more suited for suburban families than for a...

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The Odd Jobs And Rehabilitaion Inc

- Part 0 - The soft glow of neon lights hitting the hotel's balcony painted the drab scene of a drained tiger standing, defeated, his gaze amiss in the concrete streets below. He nursed his last cigarette. Not even the strokes of his partner's hands...

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The White Robe: Epilogue

Caitlin sat on the couch in the warm beam of sunlight that filtered through the living room window. The bandages were finally off, and the stitches had come out. She was healing nicely, at least on the physical side. The nightmares still came, and she...

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