The phone rang.

"Hello?" said Roger. "What? Another one?! Yes she was." He paused and listened. "Okay, I will."

"Who was that, Master Roger?" asked Norman.

"Police. Norman, did you see Dastun when you were collecting invitations?"

"No, sir."

"Okay, thanks."

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"Was it a success?"

"Err..yes, sir. Though some blond lady tried to stop us from killing Target #3."

"Is she dead?"

"I don't know, sir. Some people heard the shots and we had to retreat. The invitation was seized, sir."

"Good. Get him today. Take the memory guns and take anyone who sees with you."

"Yes, sir."

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"Dastun was shot, eh? He's still alive?"

"Yes, but barely. We didn't find an invitation."

"And Mr. Watt?" Roger asked the official.

"Dead. No invitation."

"So they shot Dastun and Mr. Watt to get invitations to shoot Dorothy. Quite expansive."

"But why would they need two invitations? Only one person was needed."

"I don't know." said the official.

"Has anyone else been injured or killed lately?"

"Well, yes. Patricia Lovejoy."

"What? Is she alive?"

"Barely."

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"You saw me at your wedding?!" Angel asked.

"Yes, I did," said Roger.

"But how can that be? I never went. I was shot on the way to the dress shop by some looney."

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Cliffhangers are fun!