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"any news on the irwin case, guys?" i walked in my team's office with four coffees and a bag of donuts in my hands. the three of them proceeded to come up to me and grab their coffees, leaving mine there.

"i've got something here, lexi." adam called as he sipped his coffee and walked to his computer. i followed him quickly, desperate to see if there was a useful clue this time.

irwin seemed to be one of those well-organised criminals, seeing that we have been working for more than two weeks on his case and we can't even detect him, but he was way too unprofessional as he left him mark everywhere; hair, footprints, fingerprints, odour.

"it's an image from cctv in france, in bordeaux to be exact. we think it's him even though the quality isn't good enough to identify him." jamal spoke from his desk.

i inspected the image for a moment. the similarity was obvious in the hair and clothes but the face couldn't be identified with certainty.

"interact with the department in bordeaux and tell them to look for this man on the low."

i don't want him running again... if that's him.

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