#ELIXIR OF IMMORTALITY PDF UPDATE#

They possessed a look which spoke of unaccounted years, ones that gifted him wisdom. His grey eyes showed no emotion, but stood out as a contrast to the rest of his shabby appearance. After thinking over it for a minute, he pulled out the chair and sat down. He looked out of the darkened window, behind which his partner would be monitoring the entire conversation. In the process, he made himself clearer to the recorder placed at the center of the table. All they do is sell you dreams.” Leaning in, he whispered his next words, as if he was afraid of the eavesdropping walls. I went to one of the first they ever showed to the public.

No papers had been found on him, official or otherwise. “I always thought paintings are deceptive by nature,” said the arrested man who refused to identify himself with a name or a social security number. And let me tell you, it won’t paint a good picture for you.” It is a matter of time before the official report lands on my desk. “We have sent samples collected from the drugs found in your possession to our lab.

His clothes were decent but spoke of struggle, and his affinity for retaining facial hair indicated he was selling the drugs out of necessity more than bad company. He empathised with the condition of the John Doe who sat in front of him. “I am a busy man, sir,” the officer said. The network of people with access to all the leaked information was limited, which made the frustration of the captain even more visible. But any progress in their investigations resulted in immediate covering of their tracks and elimination of usable evidence. The mole was efficient in the manner which he leaked information to the mafias of the same gang they thought a solid case was being built against.

#ELIXIR OF IMMORTALITY PDF UPDATE#

He was distracted because he needed to finish writing the update to the released gang member’s file, which one suspected would only grow as the years went by. The officer stood at the other end of the interrogation room with folded hands. The apprehended individual maintained his stance throughout, repeating what he told the officer just now whenever someone asked him what the white powder was - “It is the elixir of immortality.” The only reason the officer had taken out the time to visit this self-proclaimed seller of immortality was because the arresting officer also found a few pouches of an unidentified substance in his possession. A mole had been detected in their police department, if not identified everyone was on high alert. After pursuing a final but fruitless line of questioning, the man was let go - these people were trained to never speak, which was a cause of secret admiration throughout the precinct. The local goon would need to be released in a couple of hours because of the lack of evidence. The officer had been scheduled to interrogate another arrested individual – a gang member - in the morning. The length of his detention was merely a logistical inconvenience. His expression had remained the same throughout his two-hour detention - he wore a faint smile, exemplified by the long beard he possessed. The officer surveyed the man who made this statement.

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