Mike leaned next to the snack machines, staring off into the Major Case squad room as he drank his morning coffee. Funny how even Major Case NYPD coffee tastes like crap, he thought. Ah, the NYPD special blend.Goren was back. There he was, at his desk, a little grayer, a little chunkier, and looking stunned. More stunned than usual, actually. Not
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