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[Evie Maiden Of Apples]

• Sheraton Chambers
• Gene Hartman

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  Sheraton Chambers
  Location: At Home
  Mood: Tired AF
  Sheraton was, to say the least, perturbed by the sudden influx of thieving happening in such a small town as this. It seemed the poor Elementary school teacher Miss Cassia wasn't the only victim of such a crime, and many counted on the private detective to put an end to this crime spree once and for all. No pressure, of course! But it seemed that with every step he made in progress to the case, he was forced two steps back when the trail ran cold.
  
  To say this was a difficult case was an understatement, especially since normally this would have been a fairly easy case to solve for him. He stayed up all night with his bloodhound Toby's help in trying to track the scent, and back at home he had a large map of the town with routed marked in red to indicate where Toby and found a promising scent only for it to die down.
  
  And now, at nine in the morning, Sheraton was lying on the couch asleep and snoring loudly, having passed out an hour ago with a newspaper covering his head while his sleeping dog beside him on the floor curled up. ​
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  Gene Hartman
  Location: The Hideout
  Mood: Tired but feeling accomplished~!
  
  Ever since he laid eyes on that woman with the golden hair, Gene couldn't get her out of his mind - there was something eerie familiar about her that he just couldn't quite put his finger on, and that made him nervous. Had they met before? Did she know his true History? No way...no way she could have known who he really was and who he worked for. She would have had cops or that persistent private detective on his ass by now following him, and Gene worked hard to erase any traces he left behind as to his whereabouts. The guy was thorough, careful, and got the job done...that's why he was considered the golden boy in Roman's crew.
  
  Speaking of which. Gene made it back to the hideout unscathed, and he had some priceless jewelry he stole from that lady to give to his leader. He strode in like he owned the place and called out, "Roman! Ay! Gotcha somethin' you wanted." He headed over to the bar area and grabbed himself a bottle of beer, opening the cap and taking a quick swig from it. He sighed and thought about that woman again, his heart feeling split and his mind muddled with...he shook his head. Best not to think about her, he had a job to do, after all.
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