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The Mountie stands on sentry duty at full attention, eyes straight forward. But he still notices the black GTO pull to a stop in front of the Consulate. Letting his eyes shift ever so slightly to the side, he watches as the Polish Detective exits the car and bounds into the Consulate, hands full of files.
The clock chimes, signaling the end of the Mountie's shift; and he walks over to the car. Placing his hand on the still-warm hood, he can feel the faint vibrations and hear the soft ticking of the engine winding down, and he smiles to himself.
He turns as he hears footsteps approaching from the direction of the Consulate. He looks up to see Detective Kowalski regarding him seriously. "Are you touching my car, Constable?"
The Mountie nods silently.
A slow grin spreads itself over the Detective's face; and he pulls out a set of handcuffs. "I'm afraid you're going to have to come with me."
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