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Fish & chips abigail roux6/6/2023 ![]() ![]() If he dropped the bar when Alston wasn"t paying attention, there would be shit tons of paperwork to fill out. Clancy was too easily worked up for a five-year veteran, and Perrimore always took too much weight. Special Agent Scott Alston looked up from where he stood spotting Perrimore. Her ponytail bobbed along behind her as she bounced on the tips of her toes excitedly, the bright red hair clashing with her freckles and the flushed pink of her face. It"s worth it,” Clancy told them in a singsong voice. His biceps bulged as he pressed up sweat dotted the black skin along his closely shaved hairline. “Busy,” Special Agent Fred Perrimore grunted as he strained with the barbell. ![]() “HEY, Freddy, Scott, you got to check this out,” Special Agent Michelle Clancy said as she trotted into the free weights room of the FBI"s Baltimore field office gym. ![]()
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