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She ignored the little man beneath her finger. She had to be careful not to squash him. He felt like a bug trying to get away. Carelessly she placed one foot ontop of the remains of the courthouse, destroying it completly while she got out her mobile phone and started to check the man.
"Howard Beeker,
Born 02.08.2043,
Burneus-Trefalgar-Road 73
Appartment: 308a
Married:
Martina Beeker geb.: 28.11.2051 (more info)
Within seconds she knew where he was living. Not even 8ft southwest from her position. Her phone even marked the house and the floor on the display as she held it in the direction. Then she looked down. "Howard", she started. "How dare you little fuck dare to sue me? What where you thinking? That you could win against me? I didn't even needed a lawyer." She sighed and pinched the little man up between her thumb and indexfinger. Then placing him gently in her palm she got up. With her free hand she brushed away the dust from her behind. The area she sat on was completly flattened.
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