No mind is paid to the man across the room
—- far to engrossed in her book to spare the thought.
Dark eyes scan the pages
left to right
down
left to rightIt’s not till he speaks up
that her eyes lift from the text.“ Whats the point of what? ”
" of anything. “
he had been a consulting detective for a number of years now.
he had devoted himself to the study of humanity’s deepest
depravities. it makes him wonder if there was any point.
the great crime of yesterday was —- lost.
” there is always another crime.
what am i even doing in the face of eternity? “
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