He went in for each suspect, collected evidence, showed it in the two normal cases, he would prove that everything was nothing more than the suspicions he would have to show, with his evidence, he told himself and his allies, that his old enemies, the new mysteries now they didn't have time.
Even on his travels, in which he was entangled between each of his secrets, he trained and discovered that he had those that were easy to deny, death was no longer painful, death was not peaceful, everything was unconscious, even among the facts, even if cases increase, even the chance that everything could be different.
When he was shrouded in mystery, between his trainings, when everything was just one mystery case after another, from all the worlds and dimensions he traveled, when everything around him was shrouded in tales of the present, the past Yeah, in between the mysteries, around her, when she was a city between the world and between her travels through the multiverse.

Contracts And Business Between Cosmos And Multiverse In Darkness

Still in his pajamas, Diamond staggered out into the hallway and passed out, when asked later by the NYPD Commissioner how he managed to get out of the room, Diamond said he drank two shots of whiskey first. 


Diamond was rushed to the Polyclinic Hospital in Manhattan, where he ended up recovering, he for a man shot was a bull, and he visited him, whereupon he was broaching the matter at hand, then advising that he should flee as he was marked, if not apparently they would not give up, as soon as possible. 


In that they as the mob's money manager, would he ever be to blame, without the mobsters who would the money go to next? 


Even if they wouldn't care who they were with, run away I'll take care of your money, it's protected, and what was fact, I wouldn't be back anytime soon, your rich money would be in good hands, on December 30, 1930, Diamond was dismissed from the Polyclinic. 


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