Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Hibernal
• Titre: The Restless Man
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
[Artimus] The next day a detective called Roegner was out on the street looking for someone. I’d seen him around plenty of times before. He knew a few too many things about my past and this wasn’t the first time he’d approached me. When he showed me the photo of his target, I recognised her immediately as the Synthetic from the shuttle. But I hesitated. As far as I was concerned, the world would be a better place without Synthetics. They put a lot of hard-working people out of a job, and I felt nothing but disdain for those who had come to rely on them, and I had certainly never lied to protect one. But seeing her face suddenly took me back to the night before, when I’d stood in the rain, speechless. “No, I haven’t seen her.” [Roegner] “You sure?” [Artimus] “Yeh. What’s she wanted for?” [Roegner] “Listen, my partner’s dead and I haven’t slept in three days. If I find out you’re lying, it’s not going to be good for you.” [Artimus] “Sorry, can’t help you.” [Roegner] “All I have to do is snap my fingers, Artimus, and you’re back inside. I’ll make sure of it!” [Artimus] “Bye, Detective!”