Number 19
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 46m
  • Reads 17
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 46m
Ongoing, First published Jun 29, 2019
Mature
The DCSI (Deviants in Crime Scene Investigation) is a new task-force set up in London, and rumour has it they can do whatever they like to whoever they like as long as the crime is solved. All is well until newly appointed officers start disappearing off the face of Earth. Then there's you, the new recruit, Miss Emma Smith.
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