The local bar by the illegal loft housing had proved null and void of their existence, as did their fifth floor “apartment” of sorts. Greene wasn't sure where to go with this new case now. It had sucked her in with the mystery of Conner's outburst, Murphy's miraculous recovery and escape, and to top it off, the both of them fell away—just disappeared, just like that! A blink of an eye perhaps was too long of a measurement when comparing it to the time it took for them to get free and disappear. But that was just it: Murphy had to be dead. Someone was working with Conner, and closely at that. The body was moved…or was it? What about the footprints? Greene sighed and rubbed her tired eyes before sipping her coffee.

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