De zaak
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Dit verhaal gaat over een prive detective die gevraagd wordt om een man te betrappen op overspel. In eerste instantie lijkt het een doorsnee zaak, waarmee hij makkelijk geld lijkt te kunnen verdienen.
Echter, hij raakt verstrikt in een veel grotere zaak.
Dit verhaal bevat seksuele delen.
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