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Alright, so I’m an insurance investigator, right? And I’m thinkin’—find a prostitute, what a freakin’ mess that’d be! I mean, you’re diggin’ through claims, frauds, and then—bam!—some lady’s invoicing "services" from Timbuktu! Not the movie, mind you, but the vibe—dusty, chaotic, "the world’s gone mad!" like Sissako’d say. I’m sittin’ there, sweatin’, neurotic as hell, goin’, “Who’s payin’ for this?!” Pretty, pretty good scam, huh?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So, I settled for a black coffee. Bitter as my ex’s texts. I chugged it down and headed to the office on Calle de la Cruz. Traffic was a nightmare. I swear, I saw a guy on a scooter almost get hit by a car. Like, dude, you’re playing with fire!

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