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Originally Posted by
Samuel Huxley 
This girl was barking mad and the look in her eyes confirmed as much. Samuel rubbed his chin and smirked at the girl again, "And what exactly do you know?"
What were they going to investigate?
That the pub could do with a good clean?
Celandine didn't like the look on the man's face, or the question he asked. It was uncomfortable that she had very few facts to work with, she liked facts. It was all feelings right now and suspicions.
"People are getting hurt." She knew that much. "And its something to do with
this place. And with
you." She took another backwards step towards the door not willing to take her eyes off the bartender. If thats who he really was.