The bubble's about to burst

He stared at the disposable cell phone used to contact 𝗗𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝘆𝘀𝗼𝗻 | 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴. He sighed and swapped it for a pack of cigarettes. "May be nothing..."

Waterloo Docks... Soames puffed on his cigarette observing the crime scene, watching the forensics team go about their business. He looked around and strolled over to the large cargo crates, leaning against one. "You there?" he whispered to the shadows. 𝗗𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝘆𝘀𝗼𝗻 | 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴

Reporter…. May have to look into this guy.

It had been a long shift and Dudley knew he would not be able to settle unless he had a couple of stiff drinks. He walked to Hogan’s.

“All I goddamn need.”

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