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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1411075" data-attributes="member: 961">Graham’s office was not overly spacious or claustrophobic, but just nearly right.  No computer sat on his desk, but there were papers, some file baskets and a round file just to the right of it.  The walls had various articles and pictures from his days a police investigator, and more recently as a private investigator.  On the right wall was a wall of books, reference materials, and various knick-knacks from various little places.Graham sat in his chair with an aluminum coffee mug in his left hand and the morning paper in the right.  He was wearing his reading glasses, over his dark blue eyes.  His skin was weathered and creased with age, and his graying dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail.  He wore a white collared shirt, and jeans, and you could bet that he had his customary snakeskin cowboy boots on.  That was his dress casual, and formal wear, and he would not have it any other way.  Playing softly in the background on the old radio was rock and roll from the late sixties and early seventies.Graham put his cup down, along with his paper,  “Morning,” he said in his stern voice, “nothing much new.  Investigators got their hands full with another murder victim found on the Pepperdine campus.  Poor girl was cut up pretty good, too.  That makes three in the last two months.  They think the sicko is some kind of Satanist or something.  Keep finding weird pentagram crap, I swear people get sicker every day.”Graham cleared his throat, “Oh before I forget, you guys have a client coming in today at about nine-thirty.  Mrs. Martin, infidelity, I think she wants you to tail her husband, find out if he is cheating on her, is what I got out of it.  Should be easy, I want you guys to handle this one.”Graham looks like he is about to continue when his cell phone rings.  He looks at Sakura, “Excuse me,” and answers the phone spinning his chair away from the door.  His way of saying that he would conversation at a later time.</blockquote>

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