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Fifty Shades of Life On Mars, Part Eight

Gently is driving, while Bacchus sits huddled into his jacket. They pass Alnwick Castle – in the background the wintry sun is rising over the hills of Teesdale.

BACCHUS: Seriously sir, what the hell has this got to do with us?

GENTLY: You can see what it’s like John. This man has had, according to that poor girl, at least sixteen relationships before her. He probably lied about the number.

BACCHUS: But there are no complaints, no paper work, nothing. We’re on a wild goose chase sir.

GENTLY: Dead women tell no tales John. We’re looking for the survivors who might give us more hints than that poor woman back there.

BACCHUS: Whatever you say sir. It’s not as if any real crimes need solving.

GENTLY: That’s enough John.

Gently stares ahead as the Ribblehead viaduct appears n the distance.

 

 

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