A Number

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Note: Originally written on Inkvite by 'Lady-read-a-lot', 'Lily Love', 'Dreea1998' & 'undormant'. The cover is another example of a standard image with usernames, this time for 'crime'.

The man with the amazing mind was stuck, and to his disappointment not even by a hard puzzle. No the great detective was stumped over a number. Just that his mind said a simple number, but the man could not see the link. His mind that had never failed him was not showing him how.
He reached for the vodka again and poured himself a double shot in a cheap pint glass. Vodka was his favourite tipple, mostly devoid of taste, the quickest way to get drunk. He filled it with basics orange squash and water, it disgusted him how he'd fallen on such hard times.
There were many times were he gave up and started over again, but no , not this time.

He had to figure out this number.

This number was the key to everything, every puzzle he come across.
Either he gives up or try again. He knew his decision very clear.

He looked at it again. It seemed odd, he had never seen this number before, well, not literally of course, after all it was a number. But it had never seemed so important. And strangely... It seemed very important. But what did it mean? He sat, surrounded by empty vodka bottles and newspaper clippings. Cut outs from every single newspaper and magazine he could find. The mystery being that on the 26th of June 2014 each one of these publications had mentioned this number. It was all over social media, the news and yet no one seemed to notice.
They were all stuck in their own lives, so they didn't even notice that the very number was on a giant building. It was an ad and of course people looked at it, but they never really looked at it.
They didn't seem to notice, because I had superstitions about numbers.
He growled angrily and threw a bottle of vodka at the wall it hit a painting. The bottle shattered and spilled the alcoholic drink everywhere. The man looked away and opened another bottle then looked at the mess he'd made. His maid was goin-
Wait a minute! That was it!

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