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Jace Roulette sat quietly in his oversized office at the Haven Police
Station. The top of his desk was scattered with endless paperwork.
Swiveling his expensive leather chair to the right, he glanced through
the large floor to ceiling windows. A hazy blue light streamed in from
the outside. He rested his elbow on the desk, chin on hand and began
daydreaming. The light from the window mesmerized him. He stared at it
for several minutes before a sudden shiver went up his spine, causing
him to shake out of his reverie. He blew some air out of his lungs,
grabbed a pen, and prepared to tackle the day’s work. After all, he
didn’t become the youngest agent in the department by getting
distracted.
Jace wore the finest in suits and ties, as well as a three-hundred
dollar shoe on each foot. His black hair was short and always combed to
perfection. He had a boyish face when he smiled, which he often used to
his advantage whenever he could. His facial hair was clean-cut and
neatly trimmed. He had his father’s eyes, which many people around the
department often complimented him on.
Sarah, Jace’s new secretary, knocked on the office’s door. He had
been ...
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