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You knew that something was off when the daughter of one of the biggest criminals in town decided to seek help from some sort of justice. But those were desperate times, and as such, required desperate measures. Her father was now dead and buried, and her death occurred in circumstances that didn’t quite fit in her mind. And now her head had a prize tag, and her inheritance was nowhere to be seen. The redhead needed help, and she needed it quick.
She was nervous. At this point the lass knew she couldn’t trust anyone at all, and allowing some stranger to know her identity was risky, to say the least. With trembling hands and weak knees she knocked the door in front of her, waiting for the so called investigator.







