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[hr]Montag Detectives Limited was almost a boring place. It fit the dry and unassuming atmosphere of its locale and choice of residence with a scenery that fit more into a docking sailor’s novel than anything short of detective work. But Jane found herself captivated and surprised by the strange and humorous faces about her, especially when told the water was free. [color=cadetblue]“Oh no way! Thanks mister, I right really appreciate that,”[/color] she told Cathal. She’d down her cup of water before scrambling out her seat like some limber-legged arachnid to fill her cup again before taking her spot once more with a grin at Robyn too. The man of the hour soon arrived while she sipped.

Mr. Montag himself; honestly, Jane expected someone older to be running the place, maybe around Cathal’s age. She kept those thoughts to herself though, more amazed someone so young could hobble together a business like this. As he paced about and strode past the newbies, giving his orders and expectations, Jane tilted her head. [color=cadetblue]“Introductions? Um.…sir, didn't you read our resume?"[/color] she asked. Robyn shared the same sentiment; even Abigail changed up the instructions. Did that sort of freestyle chain of command happen often around here?

Before Jane inquired about that, someone else burst out through the front door. The wood rattled, the place already rotting and decrepit and Jane held her cup tightly to keep the water from spilling. Such was Marie’s loud racket of an introduction. [color=cadetblue]“Hey that’s not…I thought that was for everyone…”[/color] she said with some deflation as Marie broadly took the liquor bottle and practically downed all that was left. Jane’s frown lasted only a heartbeat before curiosity spiked her interest and the first case was revealed. So much for an evaluation of their skills. Perhaps a trial by fire was best.

[color=cadetblue]“Oh wow, lemme see that.”[/color] Jane crept up behind Robyn to peak at the pictures, casually sipping her water just over her shoulder. [color=cadetblue]“That guy got totally totaled! And that guy….are his [i]eyes[/i] missing? Er, are you sure we’re really up to something like this as our first case? This seems kind of hardcore and I don’t have any experience with murderers….”[/color]  All the same, Jane grabbed a random paper if only because she was forced to, wondering what connection there could be.

A paranormal gang? Some monster going after organized gangs out of vengeance? 
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