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The police station, like an enraged mob, became chaotic as news of the robbery blasted the offices of every lieutenant and captain in Metropolis. Details of the crime still shuffle from detective to detective as rumors separated from the facts. The known facts sho ....

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.... fog added eeriness to Metropolis city streets. Through the thinning fog, the handsome detective with wavy hair came within site of the mint. With a sigh of reluctance, Killcheck placed the white, 1985, Chevy in park and stepped out on the smoky pavement. After walking a few steps he heard a familiar voice stifled by the foggy morning, “Hey David, over here.” Holding up a hand was Lieutenant John Mell, a round man with thinning hair and a receding hairline. David slowly walked over to where Mell slouched, “Fill me in, what do we have?” “Nothing: No fingerprints, no camera footage, no forced entry.” “ John, are you serious? How much ....