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Torchwood Base: The Hub: 8:00pm
The gang where huddled around a jumble of documents outlining the background of their most recent case.
And this case hit a little too close to home for a certain Captain Jack Harkness.
The details of the case were distressing to say the least.
A woman had died due to a horrific "accident."
Of course it wasn't really an accident at all, merely set up in a way so as to suggest a terrible misfortune.
The police didn't know the difference, so cleverly this act was set up, but Torchwood new.
The victim, Sandra Fink, a former lover of Jack's as so it happened.
A construction worker, skull smashed in when a steel beam, improperly secured, slipped from its sling high above in a crane and came crashing down on the poor woman's head,
cracked her safety helmet in two.
Her brains were scrapped of the newly laid pavement.
The day after the accident a single slip of paper was found shoved down the throat of the corpse.
Scrawled in hasty script was only one thing, the number eight.
That was very short, the next chapter will be longer, but that was just me setting up the plot before I continue.
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