“Detective Goldstein.” Olive greeted, making her rounds, “Thank you for so graciously volunteering your time.” She offered him a water bottle, standing beside him as they looked over the lake. “I do hope that while you wont be able to enjoy much of the festivities today your bonus pay makes up for the inconvenience…” That was one thing Olive was good for: she always made sure Faerune’s public servants were paid for good work.
A pause, eyes scanning over the crowds of happy, laughing citizens, “Any sign of trouble?”
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