Shadow myself
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Last published Thu, Sep 7, 2017
Eine Stadt.
Eine unantastbare Regierung.
Menschen verschwinden spurlos.
Ein Mann am Abgrund,
dessen Familie ermordet wurde.
Ein schmaler Grad zwischen Tod und Leben
auf dem er wandelt.
Auf einem Rachefeldzug gegen das Gesetz selbst?
Oder die Hinnahme des Unausweichlichem?
Wird er das Mysterium um die verschwunden Leute lösen?
Oder wird er mit Ihnen untergehen?
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Wʜᴇɴ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴅɪғғɪᴄᴜʟᴛ ʜᴏᴍɪᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴄᴀsᴇ sᴜʀғᴀᴄᴇs, Dᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ Nɪᴄᴏʟᴇ Hᴀʀᴘᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴏғ ᴀ sᴜᴘʀᴇᴍᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏ sʜᴇ ᴅᴇsᴘɪsᴇ - Gᴏᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ɪs ʟᴇғᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴsᴏʟᴠᴇᴅ ᴄᴀsᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀs. Wɪᴛʜ Nᴇɪʟ Dᴀʀᴡɪɴ ᴀs ʜᴇʀ Assɪsᴛᴀɴᴛ Dᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴛɪʀᴇʟᴇssʟʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴍᴀʀᴛ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ. Cᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ ʙᴇ ғᴀʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ?
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