Claire turned on her computer. She quickly went right into her email. In her inbox, she soon saw one new email with the name Sweet Tooth labeled on it.
For the last couple of weeks, she had been getting emails from this mysterious informant that calls themselves Sweet Tooth. She had been messaging with this mysterious party for the past couple of days, just to make sure they were on the up and up. Now they've sent her another message.
"I have information on a certain candy factory that may bring you the fame that you so desire." she began to read as she grabbed her notepad and started writing down some of the info. "Come to the factory parking lot at 11 PM tonight. Alone. I will be waiting." she read. "Finally...the time has come." she said.
That night, after the paper closed for the night, she got into her car and drove away from the paper and went right towards the factory's parking lot. She parked close to the entrance, just in case she needed to make a quick getaway. She took a sitting stance near her car as she took out a pack of cigarettes. Pulling one out, she placed it in her mouth as she pulled out her lighter and lit it. She then breathed out a puff of smoke.
"You know, smoking is bad for a young lady such as you." a voice said.
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