You sigh as you feel the first of what would become many raindrops on your head. You had been skulking in this alley for hours, waiting for an informant that should've been there two hours ago. "Damn" you mutter as you approach the street giving up on the information you wanted. "What's wrong" queries a voice behind you. Looking over your shoulder you see...
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