Reality Is A Fragile Thing.

Power. Intoxicating. Like A Fine Wine.

They Wouldn't Tell Scipio How Much Of The Counterfeit Cash Was Left Since, As Riccio Put It, 'you're A Detective Now, After All.

Writing Stories Is A Kind Of Magic, Too.

It's A Cruel World, Don't You Think?

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