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days, the life of a private eye is so exciting he has
nothing to do but prop his feet up on the desk and shoot paper airplanes
into the waste basket. But once in a rare moon, the opaque glass door to
his office swings open and, there, right in front of him, is the case of
lifetime, a case right out of the newspapers, a case we might call
The Case of the Missing Mogul |
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