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Molly Bronson

MCU Junior Officer

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a character in “The Unseen World: MCU Archives”, as played by DemiKara

Description

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Basic Information
Disclaimer: portions of this bio and it's formatting were borrowed from Ylanne

Name: Molly Bronson
Titles: Apprentice
Aliases: Host, Molls
Race: Human
Date of Birth (DOB): May 11, 1972
Place of Birth: Tomville, Virginia
Age: 43, appears 21
Height: 6’3”
Weight:
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Hazel
Physical description:Tall and lithe, Molly is built of solid muscle, that is often hid underneath her work clothes, leading to a slim and harmless appearance.
Distinguishing marks: Molly has a bundle of scar tissue on her lower back, just to the left of her spine, and has innumerable thin scars all over her body. Her forearms are heavily scarred as well, though it’s often hidden with a glamour or makeup.
Citizenship: US
Ethnic origin:The equivalent of Scots-Irish
Religion: None, though she is known to periodically go to church if she suspects free food.
Sexual Orientation: Lesbian
Languages Known: English, Fae Runic, Nordic Runic, Planeswalker Runic

Employment Background

Occupation: MCU Sergeant
Former Occupations: MCU Contractor, Demon Hunter, Student
Occupation and employer: MCU Sergeant, MCU

Health Background

Physical Condition: Very healthy, Molly makes working out a daily priority in her life.
Disabilities: None
Drug and Alcohol Usage History, Illegal or Otherwise: None
History of Health Problems: None
History of Mental Health Problems: Molly’s long term possession has resulted in severe Stockholm Syndrome.

Family

Father: Thomas Bronson, deceased
Mother Claire Matthews Bronson, deceased
Siblings Lauren Hews, John Bronson
Spouse N/A
Children N/A

Associates
(friends, lovers, contacts)
Friends: Catherine Dumitrescu, Alexander Summers
Lovers: assorted fae
Mentor: Vex M, and his wife Roz

Contact Information

Current Permanent Address: Oak Lawn Neighborhood

Educational Background

Institutions Attended: Wing City University
Degrees Earned: Bachelor of Science, Xenobiology

Criminal History

Arrests: 22, all assault charges
Criminal Complaints:
Indictments: 0
Detainers: N/A
Traffic Offenses: Gets a speeding ticket about 1/5 of the time she drives.

Skills, Talents, and Equipment

Equipment: Hand wrap, Glock 41
Personal Items:
Job-related skills:
Minor healing abilities. She can’t fix a broken bone, but she’s effective at triage and minor wounds.
Ritual magic - Complex rune circles, largely geared toward defense.
Planeswalking – kept a secret
Magic Channeling. – The ability to channel magic into different body parts
Krav Maga
Boxing

Personality

Ambitions: To live a relatively quiet life full of fist fights in the ring, and an awful lot of books, and, perhaps, a wife.
Fears: Being completely alone, being stuck away from her preferred plane
Attitude toward life and death: Molly believes in an afterlife, but enjoys embracing her lilfe.

History & Background
Molly grew up in a family of demon hunters in a part of the world where demons were not uncommon problems to be dealt with. As a result, she knew of the unseen at a very young age, though she was considered mundane, and didn’t know of the family business until her teen years. It was long before that though, that she first crossed a demon.

At age 7, Molly and her friend Kaitlynn discovered that they had special abilities that they had never heard of before. Both religious girls, they decided these abilities must be a divine gift. Rather, it was the last gift of a mutual friend who had died due to a violent ritual just before this. Their holy gift though, was magic rather than any holy powers, and they soon found that with the magic in them, they became the targets of the demons that plagued the area. By the end of their seventh year, Molly was possessed by the spirit of a demon too weak to do more than rest in her new host. The possession, revenge against the acts of the Bronson family, had cost the demon too much energy. It wasn’t until age 13 that the demon Karato had enough spare energy to fully possess molly. By then, her own abilities were strong enough, that with the help of Kaitlynn and the backing of her family, Molly was able to throw off the possession and strike a deal with the demon inside her. An exorcism would kill them both, in the only form of exorcisms the Bronsons knew. But a deal would allow them to share the body.

Trained by her inner demon to fight with her fists and the magic that she had in her, Molly continued on with her life, growing up to become a demon hunter, with a degree in xenobiology paid for in demon bounties. Shortly after graduating, she was chosen by a planeswalker to be his apprentice and disappeared into the fae realms to learn his craft - whether she wanted to or not – and in that time, Karato and she separated bodies, both choosing to inhabit golems so they could be their own person. On returning abruptly, her apprenticeship interrupted due to her mentor’s trouble with the law, Karato joined MCU, and Molly agreed to work as a contractor. Karato’s nature overtook her though, and she was soon arrested, and the golem form destroyed in jail. Molly accepted the spirit back in her willingly this time, but the act exhausted the demon and she began to rest in a deathlike state.

Her mentor had left her with more than a half finished education though. Molly had a stalker in the form of his brother, the officer who had been sent to arrest her mentor. Molly tried multiple times to escape from this stalker, but he proved many times more powerful than her. Soon, the officer was kidnapped and a ritual was performed, exorcising and killing Karato. Molly now lies alone in her head and is just a little broken by the silence, her mental shields trashed by the ritual, and her instincts thrown out of whack as she contends with all that Karato had hid from her.

So begins...

Molly Bronson's Story

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Talk to a Goddess. Councilors were weird. Did he mean through a medium, like with Ishae? Or prayer? Or was he a medium and it just wasn't near as obvious as it was with Ishae, who definitely played it up. Molly very firmly decided not to ask. "Chakra." She murmured, largely to herself. She considered this some. She'd have to do some research, but it wouldn't be too hard, she hoped. There were libraries she could consult after all, and very little stood between Molly and research. Her hand went to adjust a pair of glasses that were no longer there. They had just been plain glass after all, meant more to distinguish between two 'twins' than anything else.

"If it's Chakra, we can likely rule out Hanh Dam, can't we? He showed no signs of any knowledge of it, and his rune work was effective, but rudimentary. He would have used something else if he knew it." It lacked all finesse and true skill. Molly, meaning of the symbols aside, had not been impressed as she helped break down that scene. There was no finesse, no skill, no understanding of runes displayed at all. Just brute force.

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Catherine nodded as she went to the next slide. "I'm sure we can get you in to talk to the coroner and DPD detective on this case." She said as she scribbled herself a reminder in her notes. She could probably pass him off as another Warden or something to that extent, she would however have to ask the current Director about it.

"Honestly Molly, we can't say yes and we can't say no on the linkage between Hanh Dam and this. Just because a person appears to or says one thing, doesn't mean it's something else entirely." Catherine said, answering Molly's question. The unseen could be full of contradictions, falsified information and all other manner of secrets. "But, if no one else has any other comments or questions, I think we're done here." She added eager to leave what felt like a too hot and stuffy room.

The setting changes from MCU Headquarters to Oak Lawn Neighborhood

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Molly was exhausted. It seemed like the work load was never ending and she wasn't about to get a break in caseload. The 'special' cases that Catherine tagged her to help out on, in conjunction with the other more mundane MCU work was exhausting, and after that disaster of a staff meeting, she was just glad to go home, get some food, and now, get some sleep.

And she had been sleeping, dreaming of her and Karato together again. Not that Karato had ever been particularly nice to her, but it was nice to dream of them both alive again. Grumbling, she nuzzled closer to the pillow, the dream, not necessarily good despite her 'sister's' life in it, pushing her just to the edge of waking. It was the 'pillow' herself that woke her further, and she went still.

In the past, it wasn't unusual for someone to crawl in bed with her. Lorn, Karato, Vex, Paralysis. They had all done so at one point, sometimes all at once. But she lived alone now. She and Lorn had split up, Karato and Paralysis died, and Vex was off with his lady love once more. Who was in her bed? Uncertain, she opened one bleary eye, and went very very still. Whoever it was felt like a demon, and as she blinked her vision still, she murmured. "K'rato?" It could be. the other had been without form before... She might have recovered from what Molly had thought was her death, and in her sleep addled state, that made some sort of sense to her. Either way, she nuzzled closer and closed her eyes again. "Missed you K'rato."

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You could almost cut the eerie silence with a knife. Pitch black, quiet
 you’d hardly notice the mangled corpse sprawled out across the living room floor, a massive hole in its chest where the heart used to be. But in its place was a nice bouquet of carnations and something else
 for the scholar who was willing to dig deep and find it. In a past life, Malik may have been a poet, or an artist, because he had a sense of macabre that was just medieval. Seated in the corner of the room, he was hunched over, staring meticulously over at the bed. His hands crossed in his lap, a crooked Cheshire grin crept up on his lips.

It wasn’t long now before he got up, pacing the bedroom slowly, deliberating on what he should do. There was no method to the madness or the way his mind worked, so he didn’t hesitate to crawl into bed behind her. For a while, he said nothing, until that name crossed her lips. Malik was almost infuriated by it. “There, there, daddy’s home!” The most maniacal thing he could think to say in a situation like this. Slowly, his hands coursed the woman’s hips, curving around her sides as he pulled her in close, his breath hot against her ear. “You didn’t think you’d lose me forever now, did you my little puzzle piece? Didn’t I tell you when I see you
 things just click.”

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That sure as hell was not her Karato. Molly jerked awake and put her hand against Malik's chest, pushing away, trying to get away from him. It had been too long. She should have know he was there the moment he arrived! She was slipping, relaxing from her time at court, and now she paid the price of this fucker in her room again. "What the fuck are you doing in my bed, Malik." She demanded, clearly infuriated.

It had been years. She had thought he was done with her! It didn't look like it, and by the look in his eyes he was more insane than ever before. Damn it, of all the times she wished her Inhabitant was up and about, this sure as hell was one of them. "Get out. Now. Out of my bed, out of my apartment, and stay the fuck out of my life." Nothing like dealing with a stalker to make a girl curse to high heaven.

She hadn't seen him since before she had left to the fairy court with Catherine. The fact that he had returned didn't bode well for her, or her sanity. The minute he was out of here, she was calling up MCU to report that the creep was back again. Fighting was something she had given up a very long time ago. He was stronger than her, better at planeswalking than her. She stood no chance. This didn't stop her from wanting to punch him.

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“Oh a shot to the heart! Or wait
 is that the present I left you in the living room? I forget.” Pushing her from the bed, he propped himself up with his elbow, a palm resting on his cheek. “What do you think? Do you like me like this? Or maybe
” Crossing his legs and sitting up with his weight put on his knees, he smiled. “This. Yes, definitely this!” Peering around the room, he nodded to himself in agreement. “I like what you’ve done with the place. Very
 quaint. Listen, I’ve been thinking. We’ve really grown apart these last few years and I want to reconnect.”

Malik was a picky eater. But when he found something he liked, he liked to play it with first. “Now you’re not being very nice. Let me guess. Right now you’re thinking that you need to call the MCU
 or wait! Better! Catherine! Yes I know all about Catherine. Fact is, I probably know more than even you do. You should really pick better friends. I want to be your friend, Molly.” Crawling up out of the bed and pulling himself to his feet, he towered over Molly, staring down at her with his head cocked suspiciously to the side. “I brought flowers if that makes a difference. Granted, things got a little messy
 after all, killing Molly’s is hard work.”

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Molly grumbled as she landed on her feet and stood up. "How'd you even find me? I moved!" He was an asshole. Then he mentioned Catherine and she paled, before hardening her heart. "Catherine could kick even your ass." she snarled, and looked up at him, clearly unhappy.

Wait? Killing Mollys? What the hell did he mean by that. Molly readied herself for a madcap dash through the planes, in hopes of losing him. If he attacked, it was likely her only chance. "Killing Mollys? And what flowers?" This was why she didn't like dealing with him. He was madder than any hatter out there, and it was pretty clear that was the case. Between that and the fact that he'd appear in her room like this, or her home, and it was a recipe for disaster. Hesitating, she backed away from him, slowly. "Look, if you're looking for Karato, she's not here." Mostly not here. Not here physically at least. "So you can go away. And if you aren't looking for her, you can piss off. I'm tired, cranky, and don't want you here." The woman reached behind to, to her vanity, searching for the flask of holy water she kept on top of the vanity. She didn't think it'd do much more than stun him a little, but it may help.

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“But I never lost you!” Malik was kind of surprised that Molly really believed herself free of his influence. He hadn’t gone anywhere. For a while, he was depressed after so many failed attempts at getting her full attention, but now he knew exactly what he needed to do for his plan to work. And it didn’t just include Molly, but everyone at the MCU; everyone she holds near and dear to her heart. He didn’t just want Molly to pay, he wanted her to suffer. Though most of all, he wanted his precious Karato. “Oh, I’ll kill your pretty little Catherine in due time, just you see.”

Edging closer towards the living room, his arm reached out to point to the floor. “Left the flowers and Molly right there. You have to admit, she has your eyes.” There was that name again. Karato. Something about Molly saying it just irritated him. Toes curling, and fingers tightening into fists, he smiled. “Looking for this.” Unveiling a small flask from one of his pockets, he waved it around in front of Molly like a trophy. “I may not have been around, but I’ve always been watching. You’ve been quite busy with the MCU. But you might want to push all of your cases to the sideline because this one is going to take you awhile.”

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She hesitated and moved closer, the darting around him and through the door into the living room, where she stopped, eyes wide. There was a dead woman on her floor, and in the dark, she looked identical to Molly. She swallowed and stumbled closer. Flowers. Above the heart? No...no there was a cavity there. They were resting where...they...

A fully body shudder worked its way down from her head to her toes and she turned to face him, eyes wide and wild. "What the hell! Who is that Malik? Who did you kill!" In the back of her mind it occurred to her to arrest him. It also occurred to her that this was not going to happen, but it was her job to try, even though this was more than a little terrifying. "I'm law enforcement now, you fucker You're...you're under arrest!" She didn't try and move closer, frozen in place.

She couldn't make herself do more than say the words, couldn't force herself to move closer to him. Dammit, she was too scared too, and that hurt like hell to realize.

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He was smiling on the inside; attributed to the fact that she took to his work so fervently. It must have come as a shock, to see a woman lying in your living room; a woman who looks identical to you. Or in this case, Molly. Malik wasn’t about to give away his methods though, not yet. Maybe he’d watched way too my television, but he wasn’t about to spill the beans on his masterplan. He wouldn’t even think about it. “Technically, her name is Molly. As for where she came from, that part is a secret. But you’re a smart girl. You’ll figure it out.”

Under arrest? The idea hadn’t even dawned on him. Would she really arrest him? Did she even have the nerve to try? Curiosity did kill the cat. But what the hell. “You got me officer. I don’t know how I ever thought I’d get away with it. Take me in. Book me! Read me my rights!” He spoke with an almost sarcastic tone as he put his wrists out. “Come on, I won’t bite. Be gentle though, it’s my first time.” Almost giddy from excitement, he closed the distance between them, arms still out with his wrists clearly visible. “I’ll ride in the backseat.”

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Molly darted to the side table, grabbed an old set of cuffs that used to belong to her sister, and then darted forward, as if scared that being slow would make him leave. There was a trick to this. There had to be a trick to this, there had to be, because things did not go this smoothly for her. Ever. The other girl looked almost identical to her. Less toned perhaps, but otherwise almost identical. Molly swallowed as she quickly put the cuffs on him, or tried at least.

They weren't anti-magic cuffs. He'd only come if he cooperated. Somehow, in her heart, she knew this was a trick. She had to hope though, had to try. It was her job, and if she couldn't do her job, what good was she? The woman swallowed again and looked up at him. "Please come quietly, Malik. She'd be so sad if I hurt you." He knew perfectly well who she was too. Molly knew there was something between him and Karato, but not what. Carefully, she reached in her, to that well of power and being that was Karato, that let her know the other still lived, and drew from it, so she felt more like the other, if nothing else. She couldn't properly channel it now, the other was so tired and weak, but she could feel like her Inhabitant.

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The aura around Molly reeked of Karato, enough to make his knees quiver. Stumbling in place, he lost himself long enough for her to slip the pair of handcuffs around his wrists. Hearing them lock into place, he stared down hesitantly. “Karato
” He murmured quietly under his breath, his composure breaking for less than a second before he forced his arms apart, shattering the handcuffs. Immediately thereafter, his wrists phased through the metal, and the cuffs fell to the floor, a loud clank resonating throughout the room. “What do you know little girl? My little puzzle.”

Grabbing the nearest end table and flipping it over, he punched a hole in the wall before pacing around Molly; eyes trained intently on her. “I’m going to let you in on a little secret, Molly. I know where Karato is. Body... and soul.” Tugging at the gold chain around his neck playfully, his hand slipped between the dimensions, his body edging back into the void. “You underestimate my resolve. There is only one last piece to gather, and I’m looking right at her. The decision is yours. Either give yourself up willingly, or there is going to be hell to pay for you
 and your friends. I may seem crazy, but there isn’t anything I wouldn’t be willing to do for her sake.”

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Molly collapsed the minute he was gone, and just breathed for several minute, and let the tears flow. The woman pulled herself together and stumbled to her feet, pulling her cell phone off its charger and dialing the MCU dispatcher. Legs shaking, she sat down as she spoke. "Dispatcher? This is officer Molly Bronson. I need you to send some people to process a crime scene at my apartment. Warden Dumitrescu should also be contacted." She said, quietly, still shaken. "Please hurry."

The woman didn't bother getting dressed, drawing her feet up under her in her nightgown. She should put on a robe at least... Molly stumbled to her feet and found her bath robe and pulled it on over her night gown. Malik was back, and he was killing women who looked almost identical to her. The officer flicked on the lights as she did so. No need for them to come to a dark apartment after all. Gods. He was back, and if she didn't surrender to him, he'd...he'd try and kill everyone. Catherine was powerful and could take care of herself. She didn't really associate with most of the other officers. It would be okay.

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Faust had been only a few blocks from the crime scene when he got the call. Truth be told, he still hadn’t quite settled into Dallas yet; still living out of a briefcase at a motel. And it wasn’t a classy one. The springs on the bed squealed, the faucet leaked, and there was a strange odor coming up from out under the tub. Among other things. He’d just nearly transferred to the MCU after working overseas for the last ten years, and wasn’t quite sure if he was prepared for what Dallas had to offer. While he may have been the best in Britain, Dallas was playing in a whole different league.

Homicide. And that wasn’t even the strangest thing about this particular call. It was placed by a Molly Bronson, a Junior Officer with the MCU. Standing just outside the apartment, he was about to knock before he realized he didn’t have his credentials out. Molly would surely be suspicious of Faust at her door, since as it stands, he was still a nobody in Dallas. Reaching for his badge, he placed it up next to his face as he knocked. “Molly Bronson. This is Dr. Nequam with the MCU. You don’t know me, but I’m new to Dallas. I just got a call that you may have a problem. I’m here to help.”

He sounded like a total idiot, as if he was begging to be let in through the front door. This was just official business. If you didn’t know any better, Faust acted as if this was his first rodeo.

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Molly checked the peephole, then opened up. "Dr. Nequam." She greeted quietly. "Welcome to Dallas. I'm...I'm Molly Bronson." She spoke and then stood back, letting him in. "We better just leave the door open." She murmured and then motioned with one hand to the visible living room. "The body is over there." She murmured, clearly shaken still. "I'm afraid I already know who did it, so there's not much of a mystery to be solved." There never was when it came to her life, it seemed.

Molly stepped back, away from it all and took a deep breath. "Regulations state I can't assist in your investigation, except as a witness. I've asked for Warden Dumitrescu to come as well." She swallowed and wrapped her arms around her. "How'd you get here so fast?"

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“Well, that’s a funny story. I was actually in the neighborhood looking at apartments. I’ve not quite settled into Dallas yet. Still living at a motel, which I don’t recommend.” It was hard to be so coy when his eyes settled on the corpse lying on the living room floor. Faust only crept closer to get a better look and he almost stopped in his tracks when he saw the victims face. “Molly. Can I call you Molly or would you prefer Miss Bronson? Do you by any chance have a twin?” The resemblance between the victim and Molly was more than just uncanny.

Pulling a pair of latex gloves from his back pocket and slipping them on, he scrunched down and peered at the body, analyzing every inch of the victim before taking a look around at the crime scene. “Obviously whoever did this was strong.” Taking note of the thrown table and the gaping hole in the wall, he stood up when he saw the broken handcuffs. Walking over and inspecting them, he bit his lower lip when he got a closer look. “Now who
 what exactly did this?”

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Dispatch had called Catherine, letting her know that Molly had requested her to help with an incident. "Now what?" She grumbled wondering why she hadn't just requested a Warden in general. The staff meeting while it had been chaos, at least allowed her to set a few ground rules with certain people. Catherine still wondered which bishop of what denomination or religion Rafael had bribed to dunk armor in a horse trough. Shaking her head, she gathered her things and headed out, telling Ishae to find a way to clear her schedule as she might be gone for some time.

It didn't take her long to get to Molly's apartment, after all it was fairly close to headquarters. Finding parking on the other hand would prove difficult with Oak Lawn's narrow one way streets; eventually though Catherine found a spot to slot the jeep into before heading inside.

Finding the door wide open, with Molly and a man crouched over the body in the floor, she made a face. "Really? We're going to leave the door open for the neighbors?" It wasn't the best way of introducing herself or announcing her presence, if there was any media clean up to be had about a homicide in Oak Lawn, then that was someone else's headache.

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Molly held herself close. "Molly. We'll be working together. And I do, but that's not her. My twin was killed some time ago." In custody. It shouldn't have happened, but it did and she was not at all surprised. Karato frankly made enemies with ease. she hesitated and then glanced to Catherine.

"Leave it open for officers." She corrected. "Most of my neighbors are fast asleep. Malik's back Catherine. My stalker." From ages ago. "And if I don't surrender myself to him, he plans on killing you, and every one I work with and that is dear to me. I figured a death threat to the Dallas office was something to share." She glanced to the new guy and shrugged. "This is Dr. Nequam." She introduced. "Dr. Nequam, this is Warden Dumitrescu, who is likely the only person in MCU who remembers the last time I was stalked by this guy. He pretty clearly escalated."

Last time there weren't dead women who looked like her. "Check out the body Catherine. It's a dead ringer for me."

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#, as written by Maestro
“Well in that case, you can call me Faust. If I had any, my friends would call me Fin.” What a strange thing to say. If he had any friends. The truth of the matter was, work was his only real friend. It was the only thing he had; with not even a dog to keep him company. Having since returned to his position perched over the body, he took notice of the shadow looming in the doorway. Nothing like meeting your new boss. “Warden Dumitrescu. Sorry if I don’t shake your hand.” Waving his wrists about in show off the gloves he had on, he smiled. “In her defense, leaving the door open was my idea ma’am.” Faust had almost come off as condescending with the way he had said it. Taking the blame for it probably wasn’t the best idea but Molly had been through enough already.

Casually returning his attention to the body, something caught the corner of his eye. “I think there is something lodged in the cavity here.” Faust was inpatient, and quickly revealed a small kit from his cloak pocket in which he removed a single pair of tweezers. Not hesitating to reach into the woman’s chest, he removed what appeared to be a small puzzle piece. “Does this mean anything?” He had a million pockets, and whipped out an evidence bag from another in which he slid the small piece into before sealing it shut. “Interesting
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