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[img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180515/97caacbceeb199a2a729638f0625a511.png[/img][hr][/center][indent]From the corner of his eye Abe noticed a spark of blue light and then a voice that called out his name. Abram was surprised with a pretty face which caught him off-guard as she went on and introduced herself.

[color=3A5057]"Ah, yeah, Abram."[/color] He said with a nod. [color=3A5057]"It's nice to meet you, Claire."[/color] His eyes scanned her frame, starting from the top and ending at the bottom. Sure, he might have been checking her out a bit, but it was more to see who he was going to be working with rather than who he was going to try and flirt with. The man knew to keep it professional.

His head was thrown back into the game, focusing on the case at hand. He remembered a few of the case notes that he had read on their drive up. Three dead, three kids left alive, but who had their memories wiped. Nothing added up as to why the kids would be left alive unless it was a targeted attack. But if it was a targeted attack, why would they leave the possibility of witnesses. There were spells that witches and wizards could use to help retrieve the memories that people lost, but those were dangerous.

Of course, Abram couldn't help himself in flirting just a little bit with a pretty girl. So, licking his now dry and chapped lips, he chuckled and smiled. [color=3A5057]"I'm under your command, Claire, so I'll follow you're lead."[/color]

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