Brit Crime Unit story. Here's a paragraph to explain why I generally hate Brit writers: Sod's law, a SIM card been found in the last but one bag of gubbins from the Andronic crime scene to be methodically searched, sorted and labelled; missed on a first, preliminary (do we know what first means?) sortie, it had been buried inside a sodden wedge of blahlahblah.
Not anything I want to continue after I got to page 50 or so. DONE WITH THAT.
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