It's 2:00 a.m. and your cell phone rings. On the other end, the caller, one of your biggest clients tells you that a woman has just died. Her family is raising hell and the authorities have been called. You grab a dictaphone, your camera, a pad of paper, and get in the car, simultaneously dialing the number of your private investigator, and ask him to meet you at the scene two hours away.
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