Philip decided to let the fact that Inspector Clouseau was not only a fictional detective, but also a bad one, go. Instead, he looked at Inspector Blu and said. ‘Point taken, sir. What next?’ Blue spent a few minutes digging into his beaten briefcase. He pulled out a stained Starbucks napkin and passed it on to Philip. On it, there were some scribblings, looking more than hieroglyphics than English.
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