Marlen Mansion
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spicy 10/10))
"That does sound good. But the free bread sticks are a hard deal to rival," Oliver said. -
(You don't want to try a 10. But Indian food is so good.)
"Bread sticks are good," Imogen said.
[insert breadstick rule from math class] -
spice))
"And they're free," Oliver said happily. -
"Oh, naan is good too," Imogen said. "especially the cheese kind."
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Bro, I love naan with curry :D))
"Perhaps Indian for lunch and Olive Garden for dinner," he said. -
(I haven't had that D: Only plain and cheese)
"Sure," Imogen said with a nod. -
You should :0
But it has to be a special curry))
Oliver pulled into the police station, and, as usual, opened Imogen's door for her. -
(special curry?)
Imogen got out and after saying, "Thanks," started walking towards the building. -
Yeah, Indian curry))
Oliver gave her a nod of acknowledgement and followed in after her. An officer opened the door, and there Hamilton was, fidgeting slightly. -
(Hm, ok)
Imogen sat in front of Hamilton, and looked at him with a piercing stare. -
Hamilton stared back into Imogen's eyes, his hands fidgeting.
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Imogen was starting to loose her temper, but she didn't show it. She was tired of driving hither and thither to get information that she didn't get. She had read about this stare in a book she'd read. How it would force out the truth of anyone who lied or hid information. She had worked on perfecting this stare. She was tired of people hiding things. "What do you know of Mr. Marlen's death?" she asked forcefully.
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"I know that it happened on Wednesday, in his room," Hamilton began. "And it sure wasn't me."
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Imogen made her stare fiercer. "Do you know anyone who would want to kill him?"
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"Yes..," Hamilton said. "Nina."
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