Inspector Galloway chewed his gum slowly, his jaw clenching and unclenching from the doorway, leaving the crime scene undisturbed.
The sun was beginning to set through the library windows, casting shadows from a team of print collectors. Nameless souls as far as Galloway was concerned. When there was a murder to solve all he could see was the victim.
It’s what made him good at his job but lousy as a human being and co-worker.
Detective Silver knew to hang back and watch the master at work. After all, it was no secret the Inspector was living on borrowed time.
A Midsummer Night’s Dream - Act 3, Scene 1
TITANIA
Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful.BOTTOM Not so neither; but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood, I have enough to serve mine own turn.
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