The phone was ringing again. It’s all it did anymore since Cordelia sent out the flyers. It wasn’t an easy gig but as a semi-demony entity, she got by alright on her own. She’d hardly had a chance to find some help though, which she was starting to need. Who knew that London would be so chock full of things that go bump in the night? She heaved a sigh as she reached for the phone.
"Chase Investigations, we help the hopeless."
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