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Detective Wolf and the Flatwoods Fighter by Salazool
"-of the painting. You poisoned it. Probably stole some poison from the evidence locker from that lady. Sasha graves, was her name right?" Wolf walked further up the hill, he could see the culprit tremble. He was close now.
Is there not a metal rock that Wolf has analyzed?
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