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your continued support. Dr. Nys sleep. The Office of Private Investigator

Belmont J. Bacall was not much to look at. Tucked between a pawn shop and a tax attorney's

office and a run-down strip mall east of town, it never saw much foot traffic. Most new jobs,

when they came in at all, came in on the phone or over

email. So when the bell over the front door dinged at half-past five on a Tuesday evening,

it startled the detective, who was, at that moment, only half-dressed, standing behind his desk

and facing a mirror on the wall to examine the red, raised rash that had been spreading on his chest the last few weeks.

Whoops! Oh, golly!

Snatching his dress shirt from the back of his office chair, he hurried to pull it on.

Apologies, madam. You've caught me at a bit of an inopportune moment there. Not very

professional of me. The middle-aged woman in the office doorway had blushed upon seeing

the bare-chested PI, and now looked down at her shoes as she cleared her throat and

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