Sam x Will thingie

He read the message over and over again, looping himself in panic: "greetings, i am william addler, a private investigator.

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At the Bistro

William parked his truck next to the bistro. Their car, it seems, was already parked, and if he could squint extra hard he could seem them inside, the lnx waving. "Guess you won't do your mafia 'I was waiting for you' shtick" Sam chuckled. ...

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