Anon01/25/26, 21:38No.18641220
Thinsu wants to be a private detective!I can just imagine partnering with her as private detectives in her home turf of upstate NY:>The old Buick's tires crunched on the gravel driveway as you pulled up to the crumbling Victorian at the edge of Cayuga Lake. Rain streaked across the windshield, blurring the distant water into gray oblivion. Beside you, Tara sighed, her fingers already tapping an anxious rhythm against the dashboard.
>"Mrs. Abernathy's missing again," she said, not looking at you. "Third Tuesday in a row. Her husband thinks it's amnesia. I think it's bourbon."
>You killed the engine, the sudden silence amplifying the patter of rain on the car roof. The house loomed ahead, dark windows like vacant eyes. Behind it, the lake churned, waves lapping at the shore with a hungry rhythm. This was your corner of the world: forgotten cases and fading beauty, where the Finger Lakes left their marks on both land and people.
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