The crime branch officer looked upon us and said "There is an order given to us and we must fulfil it"- placing the files on the table and pointing at Vareos' chalk marks - Any volunteers? he asked. I went forward and smiled at him -"What happened to the riches that he owned ?" paused for a minute and waited for him to answer, no response was to be seen so I continued, -"Auctioned or the government ha-have it ?" he replied as he breathes out heavily - ''None', the money is not moving anywhere and we haven't figured out a way with his money without dealing legal problems', grabbing my pale white shirt collar he pushed me back, and screamed the hell out of his voice '- and you are here for investigation and not for your stupid stock stuff' I smiled at him, moved my arm through my left shoulder wiping the hold off and politely answered him 'I am his friend and I want to help secure his mo...
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