Old Things - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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The atmosphere was suffocating with the smell of old things.  Napoleon didn’t like old things, his tastes ran to new and preferably custom.  Like the suit he was wearing today, and most probably sending in for mending as soon as they returned to New York.

They.  He hoped it would still be they.  Right now he wasn’t sure where his partner was, but somewhere in this broken down building was a blond Russian whom Napoleon had tracked here after receiving a distress signal.

That last signal had been days ago, and this place was eerily quiet; something else Napoleon disliked.

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I'm slowly being persuaded.