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The viper a Tom Rhansohoff & William Addler furry novel

JENNY CRAIMER was just like any other ordinary human being. She was 40 years old and had been born and raised in chicago. She had spent the last 20 years as a 911 dispatcher in the big city. Through the job she had seen the worst in humanity. From listening to people get killed live right on the phone to listening to a man dismember his wife's body. She realized how barbaric and primal humans really were. It was depressing,exhausting and soul crushing. She even had to get therapy because she developed nightmares from the job. After the BLM riots that destroyed the city and the skyrocketing crime rate she couldn't handle the big city anymore. She was no longer living there; she simply existed in it and was tired of seeing and hearing the worst in humanity. So 5 months ago she moved to rural summit county south dakota which had a population of just 500. She thought it was perfect, she continued her job as a 911 dispatcher in the rural, far from big cities county. She enjoyed the peace and tranquility of the rural countryside, her job was laxed and much quieter here. The worst thing that happened was some crazed meathead in a trailer on the outskirts of the county accidentally shot himself with his rifle after stumbling over it. It wasn't picture perfect here but certainly an improvement from the big city.

THE VIPER watched the blonde leave her house for her normal routine. He was sitting in an old crown Vic, something that would raise suspicion . “Just perfect,” he thought silently. “Look at her, another person of no significance living in her small white house out here and going about her day like a mindless drone stuck on repeat. But aren't most Americans like this?” he thought and grinned. The viper was a tall 6 foot well built bald russian man that was dressed in a leather jacket and wearing sunglasses who could easily be mistaken for Putin himself. He had been in this line of work for years,stalking and capturing unsuspecting people in America who had no significance in the world and sending them back to his country. What happened to them after they left his captivity? He didn't know and didn't care. He made a fortune off it. He would strike without warning and slip away without getting caught. He had never been caught. He was THE VIPER. JENNY CRAIMER just so happened to be his latest target. She was perfect. Decency well built,blonde and still beautiful for her age. As jenny pulled out of her driveway in her honda civic and began driving she didn't notice the white crown vic that began following her

DETECTIVES TOM RHANSOHOFF AND WILLIAM ADLER had been working with the FBI for 25 years . They had formerly been cops in Denver Colorado for 10 and had worked their way up. They were some of the best detectives you could hope for. They would take cases nobody else would , specifically cold cases others had given up on or ones nobody else wanted to bother with. They were not ordinary people either . 6 years ago while working a case in which they had tracked down a deranged man that had killed 7 people they were killed by a car bomb and literally died only to wake up later in a lab with brand new bodies , tom was now an anthropomorphic wolf and his partner william an anthropomorphic coyote. It was an incredible work of science by a scientist named Richard miller who was also an anthropomorphic wolf. He prided himself on giving people second chances at life. They weren't sure how exactly he did it but it was amazing. Now Tom and William were both well built,muscular and both stood at an impressive 6 feet tall. Getting used to the new bodies was very challenging, eating was tricky, and they found themselves with heightened senses and a massive increase in energy and drive. Fitting into their usual jobs was difficult,being surrounded by humans, some people would avoid them,give them weird looks,taunt them,bully them,call them freaks. But a few people still respected them for their work. It was a rainy Monday morning and they were called into their bosses office around 9 am. William and Tom entered director Edward shaybacks office and sat down across from him at his deck. Edward was in his 50s with gray hair and a no nonsense attitude. He trusted Tom and William more than anyone else in the department and usually gave them cases he knew they'd solve. “Gentleman,” he began, "I'm sending you to Summit County in South dakota. They've had a kidnapping, the first one in 50 years. They don't really have the resources for this sort of thing so they need your help. I promised them the best.they told us they found something that leads them to believe this isn't some ordinary kidnapping but haven't said exactly what. Now i will warn you…they aren't aware of what exactly your physical form is” he hesitated “so i'm not sure how the welcoming party will be so be careful and if you have any problems call me” he said. “Don't worry sir, we can handle ourselves fine” Tom said, smiling, showing his sharp canines. And with that they left his office and made plans to head out.

The next morning after eating breakfast and kissing his wife and seeing his kids off to school and packing his suitcases in the back of his Cadillac Escalade Tom left his house and drove over to Williams' apartment and picked him up. They planned on driving the whole distance. They could fly in a plane but being locked in a metal tube with other people for 5 hours was not something either one of them wanted. The drive would take a long time, multiple days, and normal people would need to sleep, but not tom and not william. They could go days even weeks with very little sleep. It was a plus of their new bodies that seemed to have an endless supply of energy. They also liked being by each other's side. Since the accident they've become closer, like blood brothers. They shared a special bond and were always there for each other. Working together they seemed to be up to the task of anything.

JENNY CRAIMER awoke slowly. She had a throbbing headache the size of texas. When she tried putting her hand to her head she realized she couldn't. She looked down only to realize she was restrained in a chair. Panic set in. “what on earth?” she said quietly and began looking around. She was in what looked like a bedroom of sorts or at least at one point it was. There was an old worn out cot beside her, a worn out end table and a window with boards over it but a few cracks that let in some sunlight. The walls were not in great shape,crumbling and disintegrating and the room smelled of mildew. Jenny had heard about kidnappings plenty of times while working as a 911 dispatcher but never thought it would happen to her. “So this is what it feels like to be a victim?” she thought. Suddenly the old wooden door to the room swung open revealing the viper himself. He stepped in with a grin still wearing his black leather jacket and standing at his tall looming height. “WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?” Jenny stammered. The viper chuckled “oh my dear jenny im not the one that wants anything i'm simply a middle man. “He said touching her cheek as she tried to turn away” but somebody else might want something with you” he said “and what exactly would that be?” she asked angrily “i do not know you will have to find out yourself” he said before turning and walking out of the room closing the door behind him. She heard it lock. Everything about this was bad, his thick russian accent,the way she was being held prisoner, what on earth had she gotten into?

After a 2 day drive and only a few stops for gas,food and a little sleep tom and william arrived in summit county passing the county sign. It was just as you’d expect from a rural county, farmland,wide open fields and a few houses and barns here and there. Eventually they arrived at the main village, it wasn't much a few streets lined with old run down buildings. There was a small gas station, a diner, a tavern, a small courthouse, the sheriff's department, a small clearly underfunded fire station that had a faded red truck in front of it that was definitely way past its glory days. Tom and william pulled in front of a medium size 2 story victorian building with a faded wooden sign that said “bed and breakfast” and parked. The escalade stuck out like a sore thumb. The 2 of them stepped out. The town was quiet with a few people walking around. It was windy and the wind ruffled through toms beautiful white fur on his face. A few people hanging out at the gas station across the street were giving them weird and disgusted looks. Tom couldn't blame them. I mean who thought you'd ever actually see a wolf dressed in a suit and a top hat walk on 2 legs in person. They took their suitcases inside and went to the front desk where a woman wearing purple shirt,black pants, and wearing really old fashioned glasses was reading a book. She looked up and saw them approaching and nearly froze. “Well I must be dreaming,” she said, taking a giant drink of her teacup. “i dont believe ive seen fellas like you in my whole life. You're quite something… and what exactly may I do for you”? She asked a bit nervous. “We need a room, we don't know how long we're going to be here though,” William said. “Well i can arrange that” she said. She turned to a computer that looked at least 30 years old and began scrolling and typing. She got their names and entered it into the computer and got their card information and handed them the key to 2 rooms. “ $30 a night you'll be charged daily,enjoy your stay ” she said. Tom tipped his hat to her and they headed to the rooms which were on the second floor. They unlocked them and went in. The rooms were nothing special, just old worn out beds, a dresser, a nightstand,an old tube tv that had to be from the 90s and a wall ac/heater and a window that overlooked the main street. There was a small faded paper on the end table that said they had wifi and listed the password. After unpacking tom walked to williams room. “Alright let's go meet with the sheriff and get to work” Tom said. And with that they began heading downstairs.

When they got outside there was a group of 5 men standing on the sidewalk near their suv clearly waiting for them. This was bad news and Tom knew it. Tom wasn't worried though. He was an excellent fighter. He'd been in many brawls and never lost a single one. His new body had only improved his strength and agility. “Can I help you gentleman with something?” Tom asked in his usual demanding tone. A man with a handlebar mustache wearing a kansas city chiefs shirt and baseball cap who looked to be in 40s spoke up “what business brings you freaks to our town?” he said another guy who was slightly smaller wearing a grease stained plain grey shirt and suspenders who had a blue baseball cap chimed in “ we don't exactly like your kind here” . “We're here on business investigating a kidnapping,we're with the FBI” William said. The group of guys all laughed in unison “oh really? We’ll see about that, "the mustache guy said. He then proceeded to pull out a nail and run a long scratch down the fender of Tom's cadillac. Then 2 other guys proceeded to charge at Tom . It happened fast but Tom managed to scoop up one of the men and bodyslam him into the other causing the 2 guys to fall on top of each other on the sidewalk. Mustache man charged at william with a crowbar and william managed to evade him just in time for the guy to trip and fall and slam his head into a telephone pole knocking him unconscious. The remaining 2 guys pulled out knives and squared off against tom and william. 2 v 2 tom quickly grabbed the guy and disarmed him and slammed him against the side of the suv and william managed to bodyslam the other guy on the sidewalk. Tom pulled out a pair of cuffs he always kept with him and cuffed the man. Suddenly Tom's ears perked up and he heard footsteps fast approaching “ALRIGHT THAT'S ENOUGH SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!” Tom and William turned to see the sheriff, a man who clearly had a no nonsense attitude with a grey mustache wearing a typical sheriff's outfit and hat standing there with his gun drawn, his 2 deputies by his side. Tom and william put their hands up. “Im detective Tom Rhansohoff and this is my partner william adler were with the FBI. the sheriff eyed them skeptically “we have our ids on us if your deputies check our pockets they will see them” william said. The sheriff motioned for the deputies to do just that . they patted down both of them and took the FBI credentials and handed them to the sheriff. He looked back and forth from the ids to tom and william a few times. “Well I'll be a drunk skunk,” he muttered.

They were sitting across from the sheriff at his desk. The 5 men had been put in a holding cell for processing. “Sorry about the welcoming party were not used to seeing…uhh…well folks like you around… and you did me a favor i wanted to get these bastards who have been causing trouble for a few years now and i finally have witnesses so we can get these guys locked up. Im sheriff barnes by the way ” the sheriff said shaking tom and williams hand firmly. “Oh it's fine ... .not the first time it's happened. We are not exactly accepted in this country anywhere "Tom said. “Now let's get down to business. You know why we called you here. We don't normally have people getting abducted around this area so we need some help and I'm told you're the best…now” he said pulling out a photo of a woman and sliding it across the table “this is jenny craimer she went missing 3 weeks ago. She works as a 911 dispatcher and one day just didn't show up for her work. When we checked the security footage from the outside cameras at our dispatch center we saw a man wrap a cloth around her mouth then stuff her in his trunk. And we found something interesting on the ground” he pulled out a small plastic bag containing a brand logo like one you would find stitched to a shoe “found this at the crime scene” its brand logo for a shoe sold only in russia and not available in the us” he said sliding the bag across the desk. William picked it up and eyed it. “Which leads us to believe this is some sort of overseas ring operation” the sheriff said. “Well it's likely ,and not the first one we’ve dealt with so we’ll look into that for sure” William said. “Now we’d like to go see this camera footage and get caught up on more facts about jennys life if you don't mind,” Tom said. “Of course” the sheriff said and got up and they began walking towards the front door. “Jenny was just an average person so I honestly can't say much about her. I met her when she moved in and I've seen her around but never really spent too much time with her. She moved here from the big city for a better life…darn shame the bad city juju followed her” he said.

The dispatch center wasn't hard to find. It was right next to the sheriff's office. It was a weathered,dull brick building with a large radio tower on the roof. The inside was drab as well. It was a big open room full of a few computers that were from the 90s and a lot of telephones. It was dimly lit by old fluorescent lighting, the smell of coffee from a bunn coffee pot in the corner made Tom's powerful nose go crazy. It was clear this place wasn't well funded either, Tom thought. The place was quiet and it was clear they didn't get many calls. The whopping 5 people working here gave them weird stares as they walked to a back office. “This computer stores the camera footage” the sheriff said as he logged into a windows 95 hp desktop. We stood behind him and watched as he pulled up the right video file. We watched the grainy footage as Jenny pulled up into the employee parking area and parked. Then we watched as a white crown vic pulled up right beside her. A tall man well dressed got out and ran up behind Jenny catching her off guard, drugged her and put her in his trunk before taking off. “Nobody else saw anything since the parking area is out of sight from everything and there's no windows on the back of this building so we really dont have much to go on,” the sheriff said. “Show us this parking area,” William said. We walked through a rusty metal door out the back of the building to the employee parking area. It wasn't anything fancy, just 4 parking spaces with an alleyway leading in and out sandwiched by other surrounding run down buildings. 1 way in and 1 way out and no witnesses this guy knew what he was doing tom thought. “Are there any crown vics registered in this county?” William asked the sheriff. “Just the 5 our department has,the 3 in the village of friendsville 4 miles away and a light blue one belonging to Mr Henderson 7 miles south of here. None that fit the description in the video so it's either stolen or from out of town or not registered,we already checked, or if it's a retired police cruiser it'll be much harder to track there's hundreds of them around the country I'm afraid” the sheriff said. “Did jenny have any enemies?” tom asked. The sheriff shook his head “not that i know of. She was pretty quiet and kept to herself. She seemed like a normal person” this case did not make sense, a person that had no significance taken. But that meant one thing this guy did it because he knew it would be harder to find someone less important in the world,after all less important people were usually forgotten about by everyone. But the guy had 1 slip up,the brand logo falling off his shoe. At least they knew he wasn't American, and in this town it shouldn't be hard to find someone from out of state,afterall Tom and William stuck out like a sore thumb.

The viper poured himself a glass of russian vodka,straight, then paced the living room of the abandoned house he was squatting in. how could he have been so careless? He had made a grave mistake. The viper had always insisted on wearing attire directly from his home country . It was always top of the line stuff including his shoes which cost roughly $3,000 usd. However the recent war between Russia and Ukraine put a strain on the supply chain causing higher end brands to go to cheaper materials. So the logo stitched to his shoes had come off. Not good. He stared out the dark window at the farmfield and sipped his drink letting the burn run down his throat. He dare not turn on any lights at the risk of being discovered. Would his mistake be that much of a lead? Could anyone really trace him with just a logo? Yes they could. With modern technology you have no privacy in this world and can be found anywhere. And a russian shoe brand sticks out like a sore thumb he thought.

The white crown vic was found abandoned near a tree in a farm field 2 miles outside of town after being called in by the farmer who owned the land. The sheriff had the vehicle towed to the town's small impound lot. It was clear the guy responsible had changed vehicles. They dusted for fingerprints and found some, however they were matched with the former owner of the car, a man 3 states away that died 2 years ago. The guy must've worn gloves.There was no other usable evidence in the car that gave any leads. Another dead end. The guy knew exactly what he was doing.

Tom and William spent the rest of the day asking around town about Jenny, if anyone knew her and what other connections she had but nobody knew much about her. Just the people she worked with who only knew what everyone else knew, where she was from and why she'd moved here. She really wasn't a social bird. That evening Tom and William ate at the only diner in town. They both ordered a country fried chicken platter and fries which was absolutely delicious. Since getting these new bodies to eat had become difficult, keeping food in your mouth with wolf lips was a pain in the ass, several people in the diner gave the 2 of them weird stares as they ate. They did eat in a civilized manner using utensils like regular humans but it's definitely a weird sight. After dinner that night they retired to their rooms. Tom sat at a small wooden desk in his room and pulled out his laptop and connected to the shitty wifi which had the speed of dial up. He googled Jenny craimer to see what he could find. He found her facebook which had very little on it except a picture of her taken at least 15 years ago. He used his throwaway facebook account to message some people on her friends list asking if they could tell her more about her. Yeah a creepy thing to do but he needed leads. He then pulled out his work cell phone and called his boss who answered “well tom any progress?” he asked “not much yet. I need you to pull her phone records, find where her phone last pinged if you can do that ""i certainly will” he said and tom ended the call. He then called the sheriff and asked if they could possibly search her home tomorrow and he said it could be arranged. Tom then video called his family back in washington and despite the pixelated crappy connection managed to say hi to them. He loved his family,his 2 daughters,his son and his wife and mother who all happily lived under 1 roof. When they first saw his new body after the accident they didn't know what to think,his son thought it was the coolest thing ever,his wife found herself even more attracted to him and they all ended up being very supportive. “So how are my lovely ones doing tonight?” he asked as they happily crowded in front of the family computer. His younger daughter Emily got an A on her spelling test, his son Smokey managed to win the game for his school's basketball team. Tom was a bit upset he hadn't been there but his work means he's away a lot of the time and he's learned to deal with it. “You staying out of trouble?’’ His mom asked, “I'm trying to don't worry” Tom said. He chatted for a bit longer before ending the call. He then went to the bathroom attached to the room and began getting ready for bed. It was small,dreary, had not been renovated for the 70s and had a shower just big enough for Tom's massive frame. He stripped down and stepped in the shower letting the hot water run over him. Since getting this new body to clean himself was a lot harder,his fur constantly made a mess in the shower clogging the drain, and the smell of wet wolf wasn't exactly pleasant. After finishing he dried off with the provided towels which was also hard. Afterwards he shook himself dry like a dog then dressed in his nightclothes and hopped in bed for the night.

The next morning after getting dressed tom and william ate breakfast at the diner. Tom had checked his facebook throwaway before leaving to see if anyone had responded but all the messages were on unread and only 1 person responded saying they haven't spoken to jenny in 5 years. They headed to the sheriff's office and sat around his desk. Jennys cellphone had been found under the backseat of the car. Of course. Cellphones pretty much were just spy devices in your pocket they knew everything about you and stored the information. The perp obviously knew this and made sure to leave it with the vehicle. We did turn the phone on and thoroughly went through it and found nothing of interest. We then went with the sheriff to Jenny's house. When they pulled up it was nothing special, just a run down 2 story farmhouse that sat between 2 other smaller houses. The front door was unlocked, not unusual for a small town. They went in and searched the house but found nothing unusual. “We did search it already but you probably won't find anything of interest,we didn't” Barnes said. And they didn't. At least not at first. However using his very sharp eyes tom noticed something on the dusty living room window, upon closer inspection it was a fingerprint, the only one on the glass and it looked recent. “Hey barnes did you guys see this?” tom motioned to the window. Barnes came over. “Well I'll be looking right over that. I'll get forensics out here right away” he said

The viper was on the phone with his boss overseas. He had a cellphone that was custom built by some sources that could call overseas without being traced. Viper had never actually met his boss. He had been the one to hire the viper and paid for everything for him including getting him migrated to the us under a false identity. His boss had given him a debit card for a bank which he used under a fake name, bought him a black cadillac cts which he hated but americans seemed to love and had been sending shipment of food and water and other things to the abandoned house. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN DELAYED?” viper said angrily into the phone “it is delayed, thanks to americans favorite president trump cracking down on border security it is more difficult to get your pickup contact into the country. We are working on it but may have to find someone else” his boss said with a deep thick russian accent. “THEN DO IT AND STOP MAKING ME WAIT” viper said and hung up the phone. Delays,just what he didn't need. He walked down the hall and into the bedroom where jenny was kept. He had untied her a few times to let her go use the restroom or to eat and drink. She tried to fight him the first few times but he was too strong. By now she did what he told her slowly losing hope she would ever escape. Tonight was no different. He left her a bowl of soup and bread on the end table then exited the room locking the door behind her. He didn't bother tying her up anymore,she was no longer trying to escape. Jenny had tried prying the boards off the window but they were screwed in. She was slowly losing her mind, and hope, she didn't know what day it was anymore, only telling time by when her abysmal meals were delivered. The first time he brought her soup she threw it at him resulting in him knocking her unconscious again. She learned quickly not to fight him; it wouldn't work. Her clothes were getting dirty and she stunk. The room was hot and he hadn't even let her shower. Would she ever get out of here?

That afternoon while having lunch at the diner tom received a call from the sheriff “get your butt over here your gonna wanna see this”. They quickly finished eating,paid, leaving a big tip and headed over to the sheriff's office. They arrived and met the sheriff at his desk. “Forensics processed the fingerprints and” he motioned for them to look at his computer screen. Tom and William walked around the desk to see a picture of a Russian man named Maxim Zielinski . “he's on the worldwide database. No record of him in the US except for 1 thing: a gmail account which has been recently deleted . It's the only last name on record on any google account in the us. Were trying to get google to give us some more information think you 2 can pull some strings?” barnes asked. Tom pulled out his phone “absolutely” he said and made a call. It didn't take long to trace the email account. It was traced to an abandoned house 4 miles outside of town. The sheriff did not bother getting a warrant the house was vacant or supposed to be anyway. Tom and william hopped in the cadillac and began following the sheriff in his old crown vic. Tom and william both put on bullet proof vests and had their pistols holstered and ready. “This might get ugly” william said.

They parked about a mile down the road from the house and decided to walk the rest of the way. They snuck through the tall prairie grass of a field. The house came into sight. It was an old run down 2 story farmhouse with faded blue paint,boarded up windows and a front door that had no windows. There was a black cadillac cts parked in the overgrown driveway that looks newer. They ducked behind some trees. Tom had a bad feeling about this; he knew the perp was here. They watched the house intently,no sign of life,no sign of security cameras anywhere,no sign of anything. They had the element of surprise. Barnes handed Tom a uniden walkie talkie “Alright i'll go to the front you guys go to the back” Barnes whispered and they dispersed. Tom and William quickly snuck around back. The house only had 1 back door. “You guys ready?” They heard Barnes whisper on the radio. “Copy,” William said. They had their guns drawn and entered. The door was unlocked. They quickly entered a very dingy grimy run down kitchen that had mold everywhere and takeout containers, they cleared it and when they got into the dining room the sheriff met them at the same time at a doorway on the other side and they saw him. Sitting at the falling apart dining table was the viper. He was holding a stg 44 ww2 machine gun. Not something you want to be on the receiving end of. “ I was expecting you…but not a wolf? Or furrball per say” he said and slowly stood up “PUT YOUR HANDS UP NOW!” Barnes barked. What happened next seemed to go in slow motion. Suddenly the viper threw down a flashbang which blinded us and nearly caused us to fall back. We heard gunfire followed by the basement door opening. When we regained our vision Barnes was on the ground bleeding and the basement door was creaking and swaying slightly. “SHIT!” Tom yelled. “Stay here with Barnes and call for medics and backup. I'm going after this guy!” Tom yelled and hurried down the basement steps. It was dark down there but Tom didn't need light. His vision was excellent. The basement was empty except for a rusty furnace and mold everywhere. Then he saw it on the far wall was a sliding wooden door. Tom ran to it and opened it cautiously, gun drawn and ready. It was a tunnel.

Tom cautiously ran down the dark tunnel which eventually led to a stairwell. He climbed it and reached an old wooden trap door. Opening it he found himself in the barn behind the house. Suddenly his ear twitched,he heard a noise and looked up just in time to see an anvil falling down from the ceiling (how cliche) Tom rolled out of the way just in time as it smashed into the ground leaving a huge dent. Tom looked up and saw the russian peering down at him with the machine gun in hand and immediately took cover behind an old ford tractor. “GIVE IT UP YOU SCUM YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!” Tom yelled and began firing. The russian returned fire “you stupid american pigs think you can outsmart me? I shall show you” he sneered. Suddenly the sound of an approaching helicopter filled the air. It was getting close,real close. Suddenly the hayloft door opened and Tom could see it was lined up with the side of a helicopter door. The russian jumped in and the helicopter began taking off “so long american” he sneered. “Shit” Tom muttered and ran outside. Suddenly machine gun fire erupted . The helicopter was armed. It continued to fire and Tom ducked behind a rusted out chevy pickup. Just as the helicopter ceased firing and began taking off something hit the side of the helicopter causing a massive explosion and sending shards of glass,metal and fire everywhere. It came crashing to the ground and exploded in a blaze of glory instantly. There was no bother checking for survivors. Tom looked over and saw William standing on the weathered porch holding a panzerschreck. “The big dummy left this in the living room” william said

Fbi agents,local law enforcement and paramedics had swarmed the place. They found Jenny in the upstairs bedroom and immediately took her to the Summit County hospital along with sheriff barnes. The sheriff went on to retire shortly after as the gunfire from the machine gun left him paralyzed.. The corpses were pulled from the remains of the helicopter after the fire was put out. The pilot and the viper, both burned to a crisp. The illegal firearms were confiscated and the house was cleared. Not much else of any value to our investigation was found. The county scheduled the property for demolition once the investigation was concluded. Tom walked away from everything and stood out in the nearby prairie field. William came up beside him. He could always tell when something was bothering him. “Feeling a bit glum?” he asked tom. “You know damn well we only put a dent in a worldwide operation” Tom said kicking some dirt. William put his hand on Tom's shoulder “you know we can't fix the world, we can only do the best we can,just try and be at peace” he said. Tom managed a weak smile. “You're right, one scumbag down,plenty more to go” Tom said. Suddenly their boss appeared by their side. “Good job taking another one down,” he said. “You 2 are definitely getting a nice week-long vacation for sure,” he said. He shook their hands and then departed. Tom and william left shortly after knowing their work would never be done and some other crazy case would likely push their buttons

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