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- I dialed Murphy's number, down at the station.
- It rang several times, and finally someone answered. The line was scratchy, noisy, and I could barely make out who it was. "Murphy's desk, this is Carmichael."
- "Carmichael," I said loudly into the phone. "It's Harry Dresden. I need to talk to Murphy."
- "What?" Carmichael said. There was a squeal of static. Dammit, the phones go to hell on me at the worst times. "I can't hear you. Murphy? You want Murphy? Who is this? Anderson, is that you?"
- "It's Harry Dresden," I shouted. "I need to talk to Murphy."
- "Eh," Carmichael grunted. "I can't hear you, Andy. Look, Murphy's out. She took that warrant down to Harry Dresden's office to take a look around."
- "She what?" I said.
- "Harry Dresden's office," Carmichael said. "She said she'd be back soon. Look, this connection is awful, try to call back." He hung up on me.
- Storm Front Chapter 21, Page 243-245
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