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It was an early Sunday morning, the dim lights and were starting to open up. Workers and owners were chatting with each other quietly as they worked on their shops. The dirt roads were quiet for now until 7 a.m. when the city would really become alive, completely buzzing with life.
Two men, wearing overcoats and sunglasses walked through the shops carrying briefcases. They were on their way to Osgood's investigations. A professional private investigator they had an appointment with.
The alleyway they turned to was dark and filthy. As water drips from the top of a small cave that held houses, rats scurried away from the men's shoes.
The echo of their footsteps continued eerily throughout the ally until they reached their destination. Down a small flight of stairs revealed a single door. On it said "Osgood's Investigations" in black, bold letters. Both men looked at each other and nodded. The left man opened the door slowly and with a deep voice he said "Mr. Osgood?"
Two men, wearing overcoats and sunglasses walked through the shops carrying briefcases. They were on their way to Osgood's investigations. A professional private investigator they had an appointment with.
The alleyway they turned to was dark and filthy. As water drips from the top of a small cave that held houses, rats scurried away from the men's shoes.
The echo of their footsteps continued eerily throughout the ally until they reached their destination. Down a small flight of stairs revealed a single door. On it said "Osgood's Investigations" in black, bold letters. Both men looked at each other and nodded. The left man opened the door slowly and with a deep voice he said "Mr. Osgood?"