Bit three... I write these too fast...
Cam and Sweets were in Cam’s office. Sweets was pacing and Cam was rummaging around for her phone.
“Why aren’t the police here yet?” Sweets kept on repeating.
“Sweets, please be quiet. Do te have you’re phone?” He remained silent, but received a stern look from Cam.
“You told me to be quiet” he mumbled. Cam stared at him.
“How old are you? If te don‘t watch it Booth will start saying that you‘re twelve again.” Sweets brought out his phone, sulking.
“I really do not like this. I mean, come on, this is the secondo time this year!...
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