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I told
golden_bastet that I would likely not write a fic for this challenge, but it seems that I have. And here it is.
George Cowley's past and present meet on New Year's Eve.
Black Bun, White Paper
We are working late tonight, my top agents and I. I know they are disappointed that they'll not be kissing their current young ladies at midnight. I would have spared them that pleasure if I could, though I doubt they'd believe it at the moment. It couldn't be helped, however. This case had to be wrapped up, whatever prior commitments there might be.
My office is in silence, but for the hazy noise of traffic, when I hear the bell towers of this city begin to toll twelve.
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George Cowley's past and present meet on New Year's Eve.
Black Bun, White Paper
We are working late tonight, my top agents and I. I know they are disappointed that they'll not be kissing their current young ladies at midnight. I would have spared them that pleasure if I could, though I doubt they'd believe it at the moment. It couldn't be helped, however. This case had to be wrapped up, whatever prior commitments there might be.
My office is in silence, but for the hazy noise of traffic, when I hear the bell towers of this city begin to toll twelve.
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